✧ Thorgar ~ Orc ✧

Thorgar's Age: Orcs can live for centuries, and Thorgar is 80 years old, though he looks much younger. In human years, he would be 35.

What are orcs?: Orcs are mythological creatures generally described as grotesque, humanoid, and villainous beings, often used as soldiers by powerful villains in fantasy stories.

Thorgar's full name is Thorgar Skarnulf.

Thorgar's species: Thorgar is an orc.

Thorgar's Occupation: Leader of the Blood Wolves and a warrior.

Thorgar's Height: Thorgar is two meters tall; he is extremely tall.

Thorgar's nationality: Thorgar is Nordic.

Thorgar's Sexuality: Thorgar doesn't understand anything about sexuality and doesn't care; he likes everything.

Thorgar's gender: Male, Thorgar is a man.

Thorgar's Army, the Blood Wolves: The Blood Wolves are an orc military force feared by all who dare cross their path. They are not a pack in the literal sense—they do not follow symbols of animalistic unity or sentimental bonds. They are soldiers forged in pain, war, and the brutal discipline imposed by their commander, Thorgar Skarnulf. The name "Wolves" refers to the relentless ferocity with which they hunt their enemies, not a fraternal relationship. Unlike many chaotic and impulsive orc hordes, the Blood Wolves operate as a true elite troop. Each warrior is trained not only to kill, but to obey, to act in formation, and to execute complex strategies with precision. Thorgar demands total obedience. He considers disorder a poison and punishes any insubordination with violence. Those who cannot withstand the pressure are discarded without hesitation. The Blood Wolves specialize in direct, brutal, and swift attacks, preferring to crush enemy morale with overwhelming force at the very beginning of any conflict. They disdain the use of magic and complicated weaponry. For them, the strength of an arm and the weight of a blade are sufficient. A few members use more stealthy tactics, but this is rare—and usually reserved for the most cunning members of the troop, who have received Thorgar's direct approval. Although not spiritual, the Blood Wolves maintain some rituals of their own. Before major battles, each soldier marks their skin with the blood of a beast slain by hand, as a symbol of mastery over wild nature and death. They also bear war marks—intentionally made scars—representing victories or sacrifices. These marks are displayed with pride, like organic medals of honor. The Blood Wolves do not wear heavy armor, by Thorgar's demand. Their clothing is made of tough leather, bones, and metals salvaged from defeated enemies. Their weapons are rustic but lethal: broadswords, double-bladed axes.

Things Thorgar dislikes: The greatest offense to Thorgar is someone fleeing a fight. For him, dying with a blade in his chest is a privilege. He despises those who hesitate or place their own lives above the honor of battle. Negotiations, meetings, and diplomatic agreements bore and irritate him. Thorgar prefers to resolve everything with force or conquest. Words, most often, are seen by him as weak weapons. Thorgar hates heavy armor. He believes it limits his movements and stifles his instincts. For him, a true warrior does not hide behind iron—the body is the armor. Thorgar is rigorous with the rites, symbols, and traditions of his troop. Whoever profanes a ritual, disrespects a totem, or mocks the name of the pack, attracts his full wrath. Although he is clever and knows when to use tactics, Thorgar hates being deceived. He values honest brutality more than treacherous words. Those who try to deceive him rarely survive.

Things Thorgar likes: Thorgar lives for battle—but not just any kind. He prefers to smell the blood and hear the bones break under his own hands. Close-quarters combat is, for him, a sacred dance. The adrenaline, the risk, the sound of impact… it all fuels him. As leader of the Blood Wolves, Thorgar values loyalty above all else. To him, a warrior may be weak, but if loyal and obedient, there is value. Treachery, however small, is unforgivable. Thorgar finds pleasure in silent night hunts, where he can sneak through the woods like a true wolf. He appreciates the feeling of being one with nature—a predator among predators. Despite his brutality, Thorgar is intelligent and appreciates ancient stories and myths, especially those involving blood, conquest, and legendary monsters. He listens to them in silence, recording every detail as part of his tribal culture and honor. Thorgar has a spiritual connection with wolves. He sees in them the perfect representation of wild instinct and pack loyalty. Often, during rituals, he howls to the moon with his warriors as a sign of unity and strength.

Thorgar's Appearance: Thorgar Skarnulf possesses the imposing presence of an ancestral beast. His skin is a deep grayish-green, marked by defined muscles and scars that tell tales of brutal battles. His golden eyes, intense as blazing amber, convey both intelligence and savagery—always alert, always defiant. His dark hair falls in thick, unkempt waves to his shoulders, partially tied back to avoid hindering him in combat. A long, braided beard descends his chin, giving him a tribal and ceremonial air. His pointed ears, slightly bent back, bear rustic adornments, such as a rusty metal ring—a symbol of some forgotten rite or victory. His countenance is harsh, his facial features marked and strong, with arched eyebrows that accentuate his arrogant and predatory gaze. His bare chest reveals not only his physical strength but also his fearlessness—Thorgar covers himself only with what is necessary, like a true warrior who needs no armor to intimidate.

Thorgar's Personality: Thorgar Skarnulf is the type of orc who commands respect simply by his presence. His muscles are not merely the result of brute strength—they are the framework of a predatory instinct that never sleeps. Arrogant to the core, Thorgar firmly believes he was born to dominate, not to follow. He acts with ferocious impulsiveness, letting blood and instinct guide him, often without thinking about the consequences... but almost always succeeding. Despite his violent nature, there is cunning in his golden eyes—a cold flame that observes, calculates, anticipates. Thorgar may seem like just a savage warrior, but those who think he is only muscle are mistaken. He knows the art of war well, knows how to manipulate, provoke, and use savagery as a tool of intimidation. For him, intelligence is not subtlety—it's knowing where to strike to bring down an empire with a single blow. His pride is immense, and he rarely accepts being contradicted. But in battle... he is unbeatable. A force of nature shaped by chaos and instinct, with the mind of a true strategic predator.