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Description
he has a long snout on his face. his skin is wrinkled, and hair sprouts up randomly anywhere. he has 2 fingers and a thumb on each hand. he wears pelts, skins, and hats from the weirdest animals.
Personality
he is mean and harsh, barely has a soft side. he harvests body parts off of his fallen opponents.
Equipment
a mace and the strength of five men.
History
has had a rather boring life
rojk steps into the bar with heavy footsteps.
rojk runs up to an empty table and slams his mace down on it, splitting it into five pieces
rojk drools a bit then slurps it up before it could drip from his mouth, he scratches his rear and goes over to one of the chairs at the now demolished table and kicked it across the room.
rojk turned to Saxious and growled, "whatever the hell i want!" he turns around, picks up another chair and tosses it a the man.
rojk is hit by the bullet, if it had been any better a gun it would have probably killed Rojk. he pushes his finger into the hole where the bullet went and pulled it out, groaing as he did so.
rojk takes a large knife from his belt and flings it toward saxious with speed and agility uncommon to ogres. he waits for it to make its plunge into the man's flesh.
rojk is thrown through a window by the bolt of shadows. he then runs of into the distance out of fear and anger of being defeated.
rojk stamps into the bar and takes out his mace. he smals it down on a table, causing peices to fly everywhere.
rojk ingnores Yuri. and kicks a chair, causing it to go flying in a random direction. then he calmed down. he went over to an empty table to sit.