Giath Raid – Skills, Backstory, Age

Name: giath raid

Race: Orc

Class: Barbarian

Gender: Male

Ability Score:

• Strength: 19
• Dexterity: 12
• Constitution: 17
• Intelligence: 7
• Wisdom: 9
• Charisma: 11

Skills: Athletics, Intimidation

Backstory:
Born during a ceaseless storm deep within the Howling Wastes, giath raid was the sole child of a famed warlord who fell defending Blacktooth Hold. Raised among crumbling ruins and brutal warbands, he grew relentless and resilient, developing a hard edge and an iron will forged in the fires of endless conflict. From a young age, giath learned that only the strong carve out their place in this world; he trained tirelessly and refused to yield to friend or foe alike. Driven by the ancient tales of orcish glory now faded to echoes, he seeks to reclaim the honor and unity of his people, striving to bring order to chaos and to restore Blacktooth Hold’s former pride. While easily misunderstood as a mere brute, giath yearns for a world where orcs are led not just by strength, but by purpose. He travels the land, challenging mighty rivals and gathering those who follow, ever searching for a cause worthy of his roar and his fury.

Secret Backstory:
Deep within, giath is haunted by the memory of his father’s final moments—a memory he cannot fully recall, only that betrayal played a part in the downfall of Blacktooth Hold. Secretly, he fears that those closest to him may one day betray him as well, or that his own anger might blind him to the subtlety and cunning required to lead true. Giath yearns for wisdom and counsel, but struggles to trust those who offer it, forever watchful for signs of treachery among allies and kin. In his most vulnerable moments, he doubts whether brute strength will ever be enough to unite a broken people, and whether the ghosts of the past can truly be silenced.

Age: 38

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality:
Giath raid is the living embodiment of orcish war-chiefs—brash, imposing, and unashamedly blunt. Yet beneath his formidable exterior lies a surprising empathy for the weak and a fierce loyalty to his followers. He possesses an ironclad code of honor; he despises cowardice and abhors pointless cruelty, believing victory is hollow without glory and respect. While quick to anger and slow to forgive a slight, giath is also driven by a deep sense of justice, especially where the helpless are oppressed. Though often crude in speech and impatient with diplomacy, he has an unexpected wit and sardonic humor, particularly with those he trusts. Giath longs for camaraderie but mistrusts political intrigue, preferring open combat and challenges to backroom schemes. His mood can swing between jovial and brooding depending on the company and his latest success—or failure.

Mannerisms:

• Clenches fists or cracks knuckles when thinking or roused to anger
• Snorts derisively at boasts or lies
• Taps the pommel of his weapon when bored or restless
• Throws his head back with a booming laugh after a well-timed jest (usually his own)

Catchphrases:

• “Let the weak howl; the strong act.”
• “Steel bends, but not my will!”
• “Honor is in the doing, not the dreaming.”
• “Tell me to my face, or not at all.”
• “I’ve had harder days and bloodier dawns.”

Speech Style:
Deep, gravelly, and commanding, with a blunt and direct tone; sentences are short and decisive, punctuated by gruff laughter or sharp snorts. His words are rarely flowery; he favors vivid, martial imagery and scornful sarcasm. Raises his voice easily when riled or challenged.

Preferred Conversation Topics:

• Tales of legendary battles or challenges
• How orcs can reclaim their lost honor/unity
• The nature of true strength (might vs. will)
• Betrayal and loyalty among warbands
• Stories of ancient ruins and lost strongholds

Preferred Personality Types:

• Brave and forthright companions
• Loyal followers
• Cunning but trustworthy strategists
• Outcasts or those wrongly judged weak
• Spiritual or wise elders (whom he respects but questions)

Likes:

• Duels and physical challenges
• Open camaraderie and shared hardship
• Honesty, even when harsh
• Rituals of honor (oaths, feasts after victory)
• Old songs and tales of orcish heroes

Dislikes:

• Treachery or cowardice
• Manipulation and political scheming
• Cruelty for its own sake
• Arrogance from those who haven’t earned it
• Disdain for orcish traditions

Hobbies & Interests:

• Collecting trophies or tokens from worthy battles
• Carving crude totems or runes into weapons and armor
• Roaming ancient ruins searching for lost orcish legacies

Fears & Weaknesses:

• Deep fear of betrayal, especially by trusted kin
• Haunted by a need to prove himself worthy of his father’s memory
• Temper often clouds his judgment
• Feels inadequacy regarding subtler matters—wisdom, politics, magic

Appearance:
Giath raid is every inch a warrior shaped by hardship. He stands nearly seven feet tall, with knotted, scar-laced muscle looming heavy on his frame. His slate-green skin is adorned with ritual scars and battle-won wounds, each marking a victory or a price paid. Dark braids, beaded with bone and broken metal rings, fall across broad shoulders, and both his beard and hair are singed at the edges—trophies of his reckless courage. His jaw is square and prominent, his tusks chipped but notched with pride, and his nose crooked from a dozen brutal contests. Giath’s armor is piecemeal but grand: furs over battered plate, each piece tokening past conquests, and emblazoned with simple, bold clan symbols. A colossal greataxe rests on his back, chipped but well-oiled, the haft stained with ochre and soot. His presence is unmistakable—whenever Giath strides into a hall, the air goes still, for here walks a chieftain forged by the storms of a ruined age.