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22 6,3 225 lb Missing and eye

Krusk, son of Krusk and Drenna


Red Deep dark Bald Many

I place no stock in wealthy or well-mannered folk. Money I was born in the land of Thesk in a family of 7 (5 kids)
and manners won't save you from a hungry owlbear. my father was an orc and my mother a half-orc. My
I am intolerant of other faiths and condemn the worship villiage was in the Thesk Mountains where we lived as
of other gods. orcs do, pillage and plunder and eat. One day a group of
humans came to our tribe called the Blood Eye Clan
because all the orcs have red eyes duo to a magical
aura. The humans burned down the villiage and only me
Might. The strongest are meant to rule. (Evil) and my family came out alive, and we've since then
Aspiration. I seek to prove myself worthy of my god's been outlanders. After I tried to hunt the humans down
favor by matching my actions against teachings. (Any) and slaugtered a few of them I fell to 3 arrows in the
gut. By this faliure I offered myself to Gruumsh and
became a shaman of his bloody guidence. I took my
belongings and went west for a new life of glory, blood,
and death. I come to the sword coast in hope of finding
I will bring terrible wrath down on the a worthy deep, FOR GRUUMSH!
evildoers who destroyed my home.
Everything I do is for Gruumsh
!GRUUMSH! Elves
I judge others harshly, and myself even more
severely.
Violence is my answer to almost any challenge.

Prayers for spells: Chain mail


*Bane Warhammer
- By Shargaas, the nightlord. You Mace
shall be cursed by shadows and Explorer's pack
may you fail. - a backpack
*Cure Wounds - a bedroll
- By Luthic, the cave mother. Your - a mess kit
wounds shall close and may you - a tinderbox
fight another day for Gruumsh. - 10 torches
*Guiding Bolt - 10 days of rations
10
- By Ilneval, the war master. You - a waterskin
shall be smited by his powers and - 50 feet of hempen rope
may my strikes never miss. Shield
*Inflict Wounds Holy Symbol
- By Yrtus, the lord of maggots. - A single unblinking eye that
May your flesh rot as my touch is bleeds
pain and death.

For normal Spells:


- By Gruumsh, The One-Eyed God.
Grant my thy strength to do your
will,
(Optional for damage spells):May
your word bring fear to yours, as
my enemies.

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