Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: Grond is very battle hardened as many Orcs are. He hates the thought of a mage that can't handle a sword. The only exception is a healer. He is fine with race as long as it isn't a stereotypical elf. His hobbies revolve around fighting so he is blunt and rude when it fits him. He is the type that would rather skip diplomacy and get straight to the bloodshed.
Rank: Swordsman
Warrior class: Berserker
Skills: Grond Rages in battle, ignoring pain and stress to his body. He is very strong and carries two handed weapons with one hand. He moves faster than most in his heavy armor. His blood boils in the heat of battle, giving him adrenaline.
likes: Battle, war, bravery, comradship, warriors, melee, and blood.
Dislikes: Mages, cowards, peace, those who cannot fend for themselves, and those have not tested their mettle.
Fears: Dieing in anything but battle and losing a set of limbs without dieing.
Weapons: A warhammer, one longsword, one hand-axe, and a flail.
Equipment: Chainmail, spiked breastplate, spiked steel shield.
History: Grond has proved his mettle in battle time and time again. Born in the Blood Rock tribe in the mountains he spent his childhood fighting tribes of goblins with his war pack because the Blood Rocks were vying for control of the mountains. When the fighting ended when he was thirteen he headed to more populated areas in search for merc work. Working as an individual merc had many cold and lonely nights. Two years after he left his tribe he joined up with the guild where he rose up the ranks. He stayed at his current rank because he knew that the higher one gets the less action they see. He now lives with the guild with it's members as his new war pack.
other: Grond wears battle paint in battle and is known for his fearsome battle cry.