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Why does the food try to reason?

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a character in “Through Monstrous Eyes: Continued”, as played by Quantumlegacy


Player: Quantumlegacy
Character Full Name: Rongor
Nickname(s): Rancor, Rongor, Oh Shit,
Association(s): N/A
Race: Troll
Age: 78
Sex: Male
Skin Color: Dark Green
Hair: Grey
Eyes: Green
Weight: 345 lbs
Height: 8' 2"
Usual Apparrell: Soiled Brown Loincloth, Finger Bone Necklace

Rongor stands at eight feet and two inches when he's standing his tallest usually mid mighty swing. Any other time with his hunch he stands to be just under eight feet. He has dark green skin with hard warts and dark splotches all over. His belly and his palms are lighter then the rest of him. He's got two rows of sharp teeth and four other tusk like teeth jutting from his lower lip. These are actually attached to his jawbone and don't work as teeth. His right ear is missing a chunk from it where he tussled with an infamous knight that was tasked with his removal. He wears a necklace made from the bones of his toughest fallen enemies. He also wears a extremely soiled brown loincloth he's never washed. For a weapon he carries the femur of a giant he found rotting after he assumed some adventurers got a hold of it. The skull attached at the bottom is of the knight whom ruined his ear.


Rongor doesn't say much. He's always been a solitary troll for as long as he can really remember, that only being in what he'd guess was his forties. He has learned over the years that he can't eat every monster that he see's as they are the only things keeping most of the adventurers from always chasing him.

His actions are mostly driven by the unending hunger that plagues trolls and as such he can't concentrate on one thing for to long without thinking of food. Even as such, he has surprising bouts of intelligence that puts his entire physical appearance into denial. He's a fondness for a few riddles he's acquired over the years and enjoys testing the adventurers that will amuse him before he eats them. (Whether it's before he's smashed them to a pulp or just before death.)


Giant Femur Bone Club, Soiled Loincloth, Assorted Bone Necklace, Gnarled Infective Claws


Rongor is pushing eighty years of munching on adventurers soon. He is sure of at least thirty years worth of his history and can learn the rest if he paid enough attention to his wanted posters. He earned the name Rongor from an adventurer who compared him to a fearsome creature called a Rancor, but his friend misheard Rongor as he was chewing on his friend's face.

He's traveled quite a bit from smaller settlement to settlement hunting it's inhabitants until nothing was left but a ghost town. There were times where he'd lived in a cave, in the forest, and anywhere he happened to plop down. There was even a time he lived in one of the emptied towns for awhile eating unwary visitors who tried to cross the bridge into it. He couldn't tell you about most of it though. Even though he isn't an idiotic brute his cursed hunger tends to blur all his thoughts to it whenever he focuses to hard.

Lately he's been on the move looking for a new place to stop.

Other Tidbits: He's never washed himself intentionally, ever. His favorite morsel is fat humans with a side of elven children.

So begins...

Rongor's Story