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Monk Monkerson - Details

Born

14 January 512

STR

18 (4)

DEX

16 (3)

CON

17 (3)

INT

10 (0)

WIS

12 (1)

CHA

14 (2)

Acrobatics

3

Animal Handling

2

Arcana

0

Athletics

3

Deception

2

History

0

Insight

1

Intimidation

2

Investigation

0

Medicine

0

Nature

0

Perception

1

Performance

2

Persuasion

2

Religion

1

Sleight of Hand

3

Stealth

3

Survival

1

MAX HP

85

Speed

40 feet

Occupation

Cage Fighter

Archetype (i.e. Class)

Monk

AC

17

Age

28

Species

Orc

Gender

Male


Backstory

Gorbash Krunk, known publicly as the simple and unassuming "Monk Monkerson," is a walking deception. He tells a tale of being an orphan raised by a secluded monastic order, honing his body and mind to fight for the greater good. The truth is far darker.

Gorbash was a pit slave in the lawless underbelly of Tetbury, forced into brutal cage fights from a young age. He didn't learn discipline and peace; he learned that inflicting the maximum amount of pain was the surest path to survival and dominance. He killed his master, escaped the pits, and crafted his "monk" persona by observing wandering ascetics, twisting their philosophies into justifications for his own bloodlust. The bowl haircut is a mockery of a master who once tried to teach him humility.

Now, he travels Coia as a "wandering warrior," eagerly seeking out challenges, not for enlightenment, but to satisfy the cruel, sadistic urges that burn within his shadowed heart.


Description

A prime specimen of an Orc, Gorbash 'Monk' Monkerson stands a formidable 6'5'', with a physique carved from granite through a lifetime of brutal combat. His skin is a deep, healthy green, marred by a web of scars from blades, claws, and fists. His most striking and bizarre feature is a perfectly maintained, jet-black bowl haircut, the edges of which are noticeably singed, as if he's narrowly avoided a fireball. His tusks are sharp and well-kept, but his dark, intelligent eyes hold a cold, predatory gleam that starkly contrasts with the serene smile he so often wears. He moves with the fluid grace of a dancer, a deceptive elegance for a creature of his size and power.
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