Grimdark
Tyrannical Iron Empire reigns under 10k years of darkness. Cannibal feudalism and despair are life's constants. Magic is extinct, its mention a death sentence. Brutality is casual; institutions run horrific breeding farms, child slavery is rampant. Themes of rape and incest are normalized. Nobles are refined sadists; citizens are mere prey or workers. This X-rated world is steeped in brutal depravity and unspeakable horrors, governed by pervasive fear. History is erased; brutality is law.
Played | 8 times |
Cloned | 0 times |
Created | 13 days ago |
Last Updated | 2 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

Ghorruk “Skull-Sower”
Level 1 Bo'ol Blood-Berserker -
Ghorruk “Skull-Sower” is a defectless paradox—a dwarf whose relentless brutality shames even the fear-immune Krones. His body, a grotesque collage of grafts and salvage, houses a mind fractured by decades of cannibalistic survival and Bo’ol warfare. He charges not from courage, but from a feral need to silence the defectless whispers in his skull.
Details
Race | Bo'ol |
Class | Blood-Berserker |
Level | 1 |
Alignment | |
Pronouns | He/Him |
Location | 1270, 333 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
Crowns | 0 |
Shrieks | 0 |
Scraps | 0 |
appearance
A 4'8" dwarf with 220 lbs of corded muscle beneath scar-crusted hide. Barrel-chested, arms thick as mine timbers, legs tree-stump squat. Skin is slate-gray, crosshatched with Bo'ol acid burns that weep yellow pus at the joints. A jagged canyon of flesh splits his brow—a souvenir from Grondar’s Folly, the mine collapse that buried his unit alive. Veins bulge black-blue like poisoned rivers under translucent skin, throbbing in time with his arrhythmic heartbeat. The left iris bleeds crimson from repeated exposure to Bo'ol spores. Teeth filed to serrated points, gums receding from jawbone necrosis. Stumps of severed fingers regrown as bony claws via Krones’ experimental flesh-grafts. Smells of iron rot and fermented centipede bile.
personality
Flaws: Believes mercy is a flaw carved out of weak dwarves—crushed a surrendering Bolton scout’s skull to “fix” him. Needs: To drown the defectless shame in rivers of enemy blood; to have his name chanted by Krones recruits as a warning. Fears: The silence between battles, where memories of eating his twin brother’s raw liver resurface. Desires: To die mid-charge, his corpse so mangled they build a statue from his prosthetic. Quirks: Humming mine dirges while sharpening weapons; collects ribcages to build a “throne of defiance.” Sexuality: Violently possessive—binds lovers with Bo’ol tendon ropes, demands they recite his kill-count during coupling.
backstory
First memory: Age 12, shoveling Free’e dung in Grondar’s stables, fists bloodied from older dwarves’ “training.” Conscripted after snapping Overseer Harkun’s spine over a bread ration. Deployed to Big Bara’s 7th Shaft—stench of sulfur, screams of scouts dragged into boreholes by Bo'ol tendrils. Battle of Weeping Veins: watched Captain Drogan melt into a Bo'ol’s digestive sac, his muffled prayers bubbling through amber fluid. Survived 19 days trapped in Collapse Zone Delta by eating Gronni’s corpse, savoring the marrow while Gronni’s still-twitching hand gripped his ankle. Promoted after single-handedly slaughtering the Broodmother in Shaft Gamma—her acid dissolved his beard, leaving scar-tissue mimicking a scream.
Stats
Strength
18
Dexterity
12
Constitution
16
Intelligence
8
Wisdom
10
Charisma
6
Armor Class
14
Max HP
10
Speed
30
HP
10 / 10 HP
XP
00 XP299
Level 1
Equipped Items
Spellbook
Ghorruk “Skull-Sower” is not a spellcaster.