Band of Battlehammers
Barbarian Rogue of the Mountains
A lone Half-Orc surfacing from the depths of vast mountains. Years in the shadow have tempered his mind to one of darkness and secrecy. The ways of his people are lost to him – honor and pride a fading piece of the past. All that remains is one. Survival.
A sharp blade at his side, an even sharper edge to his tongue – never has he been acknowledged as a man. Only a monster. His people forsake him, other societies fear him – he lives for himself.
A story is best told by the man, or rather – the beast. Love is a concept unknown and undesired. The goal is to survive. To live and die as the best he can – too many enemies and far too many regrets to care for anything else.