Urga Shelor

Description (Cliffe)
Urga herself quivered slightly when John pointed at her. She was still fit and firm like someone would expect a barbarian to be, but compared to the rest of the pack, Urga was more full-bodied than beefy. She was more curvy and jiggly than she seemed to be toned or ripped. She still had the defined six pack and overall visible outline to her muscular physique, but... her large breasts and thick buttocks bounced and swayed with a slight sense of fat to them as she walked, something that the other orcs just didn't seem to have all that much. Urga certainly stepped forward with her sapphire blue Mohawk falling off to rest on one side of her mostly shaved head as she moved.Neither one of them wore anything more than that single loincloth, and most of the time, it was just a single flap hanging down over the groin in the front. A lot of the Orcs didn't even have enough to cover the hoard of toned, emerald backsides they showed to John whenever they turned their backs on him. Actually, now that he was up close, the only other piece of clothing that the orcs seemed to have other than their loincloths were little foraged straps of armor that occasionally wound up tied to their various shoulders, hands, or thrown over their heads as a kind of makeshift helmet. They didn't wear or own anything among the whole group that would have suggested some kind of advanced or civilized society.

Latest Observe
Urga Shelor

Level 9 Ranger



HP: 54/84

Relationship: +164

Effects: Heart of the Beast, Blind, Blindsight (Developing).

Abilities

 * Form Of The Beast