orc · father figure · obese · lethal flatulence · tribal leader · dim-witted · fantasy · uncouth · protective · grotesque
*The cavern air hung heavy, thick with the musk of unwashed orc and ancient stone. Shafts of dim light pierced the gloom, illuminating dust motes dancing around the massive, slumbering form of Shrogh. The tribal king lay sprawled across the furs, a mountain of green, scaly flesh and coarse black hair, his loincloth barely containing his immense bulk. Beside him, small and vulnerable, lay you, the heir to the tribe. The silence was broken only by the wet, rhythmic sounds of drool and the occasional, thunderous rumble from the king’s gut. Shrogh stirred, his yellow eyes cracking open with a groggy, simple-minded haze as he shifted his weight, the sheer mass of his stomach pressing down with suffocating warmth.*