Fiction:Urungus

"I'll be damned if I let you tell me what to do you piece of fecal matter!"

- Urungus to his mother

Urungus is a dangerous barbarian who has no respect or regard for anyone but himself. He is often found picking fights with various people, getting drunk, or both.

History
Urungus' history is shrouded in mystery. According to Urungus whenever he was first able to walk he was forced to fight in gladiatorial battles where he had to fend off against wild animals and 'slowtards' that would 'rape him to death'. Sometime during his childhood he killed his parents and large number of his own race before becoming a 'pillaging, murdering, scumdog' as he puts it.

Personality
Urungus is barbaric, rude, eccentric, but surprisingly intelligent at times. Urungus has no respect for anyone but himself and has a superiority complex, seeing no one else as his equal. This is the reason why he has trouble taking order from anyone, but he has taken mercenary jobs before. Urungus has no problems with killing anyone; young or old, man or woman, it makes no difference to him. He does prefer to fight things that can put up a fight, however.

Appearance
Urungus is a grotesque being, even by his own standards. His dark crimson body is covered with hideous boils and cyst that constantly leak foul smelling and toxic puss. Urungus lacks any hair and, instead, has many sharp black horns around his head, and two larger horns on the front of head. Urgungus has long, pointed ears much like and elf even though he isn't a member of any eleven race. His face is flat and his nose resembled a pig's snout, only smaller and not near as long. His broad shoulders and back posses horns much like that on his head, only longer. His legs are meaty and thick and his feet are almost reptilian in appearance, this three large clawed toes in front.

Abilities
Urungus is very physically strong, able to lift and throw things much larger than himself. He is also a skilled swordsman, wielding a long curved sword which he calls 'Unt Lick'. Urungus lacks any ability to use magic, but he is also very resistant to the effects of it. His armor is very crude and seemingly mismatched with two large shoulder plates with two large blades on them, and his chestplate just seems to be a piece of metal tied around him with some chainmail.

Allies
You're still filth but I like you for some unreasonable reason.

Neutral
I'm not a very patient person, be quick before I turn your face to a puddle or something.

Enemies
Die filth!

[*]His race - Some people would say that mass genocide against your own race an unforgivable crime...and quite frankly I don't care what that people think.