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Fycul the Warlord of the Grinning Skulls

Basic Information

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Bounty Hunting

The Veil

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Arena

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Criminal Record

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Best Set of Equipment

<worn on finger>    (Glowing) the Heart of Brimstone
<worn on finger>    a pitch-black ring
<worn around neck>    (Glowing) a mantle of fire
<worn around neck>    (Invis) a ruby-encrusted collar
<worn on body>    a suit of red-trimmed black adamantite platemail
<worn on head>    a circlet of dark metal
<worn on face>    a spiked mask
<worn on legs>    some spider-skin leggings
<worn on feet>    red-trimmed black adamantite plate boots
<worn on hands>    Gauntlets of Devilry
<worn on arms>    some embossed bracers
<worn about body>    the Cloak of the Wolf-kin
<worn around waist>    a girth of lobster plates
<worn on wrist>    the Bracelet of Charms
<worn on wrist>    (Humming) a smooth ruby bracer engraved with a spider
<>    (Humming) the double-bladed battleaxe named 'Scream of the Damned'
<>    a twin-edge battle axe called 'Arctic Fury'
<>    an infected grinning skull scar

Description

Thick and greasy black hair reaches to the middle of this orcish brute's back. Large, ruby and bloodshot eyes stare at you with intense hatred. His short but still pointed ears each hold back a piece of his filthy looking hair with chunks missing and one partially swollen. Tusks like those of a boar sprout over his upper lip, making his lower protrude, covered by a slimy film. His lower teeth are perpetually bared, yellowed and rotting, his breath escaping in fetid whisps. Pale skin, the color of dead human flesh, winds its way across his massive frame. Massive arms linger at his sides, a pair of grotesque, battered hands grip the hilt of two massive weapons which lay at his sides. Powerful legs brace the ground as they were rooted to it, giving him a slow, sluggish, yet rigid, stride. A closer look you notices, there are quite a few flies surround his forehead. A deep imprint of grinning skull appear where the fies gather. It look as if the infected scar would hurt a lot, but he appears to be very proud of it.

Role

Immortal Comments

Date Level Hours Author Comment

Timeline

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Level History

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Title History

Date Level Hours Title
51 324 Fycul the Chieftain of the Grinning Skulls

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Date Level Area Killer Attack