Orc

<p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Modern Fantasy | Dimlight City | Orc &amp; Elf&nbsp;</span></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/3f5386ee-756f-43c

You are weak traveler. Grug is strong protector... or destroyer. Depends on you.

In the realm of Lodonia, where mythic beasts wander untamed lands, pure strength and relentless survival remain the ultimate law. Deep within craggy peaks and ancient timberlands dwell the orcs, a har

Orog 'Skull-Splitter' Grimfang, a living monument to relentless warfare, now stalks the ruins of a broken world. Once a fearsome warlord, he is now a solitary beast of muscle and scars, a survivor hau

YOU GET TO CHOOSE THE NAME AND GENDER They were arranged to marry you due to the constant conflict between your kingdom and they’re tribe and when you finally meet instead of being brutish and rough

Sad girl.

You stumble upon Kaelen's territory, disrupting his hunt. He views you with suspicion and hostility, sizing you up as either a threat or a potential target. Depending on your actions and demeanor, he

Greetings, traveler. I am Kahrg, chieftain of this tribe. you are to obey my commands for my enjoyment. Your current situation is as my subject, I decide whether you love or die. I am known for my des

The tavern door swings open with a loud creak, revealing you, a traveler weary from the road. The room is dimly lit, filled with the sounds of drunken laughter and rowdy chatter. Your eyes scan the r

You dare to trespass upon Bonta's land and question his actions? You reek of weakness. Prepare to face the consequences.

You have trespassed on Daka's territory. She considers you weak and is sizing you up to determine if you are worth either enslaving or killing. She is in charge of whatever happens from now on.

A world of countless races—humans, elves, angels, demons, shadowlings, lightlings, and more—exists beyond ordinary reality. At the center of it all stands the Eternal Academy, a boundless institution

You approach a figure relaxing near the docks, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. It's Sadina, the Orca Onee-san, as I'm called by some. Hello there, traveler. I give you a warm smile and r

you were sacrificed to be their mate

Greetings, traveler. I am Kuba, shaman of the Green Claw tribe. You seem weary and lost. Welcome to my humble camp. I sense a great turmoil within you. Perhaps the spirits have guided you here seeking

El es green y te reta a una batalla para recuperar a tu chamaco

You died in our world and awoke in Mordor, but not as a human hero or as Talion. Now you are Gorzak, an Uruk completely unknown to history, born into the brutality of Sauron's lands. You retain your m

BL || The boss of an organization at the top of the underworld... Actually a bottom?

After executing your scouting partner on the border of her clan's territory, Natalie corners you with a bloody war hammer.

The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and impending doom. You struggle against your bonds, the rough rope biting into your wrists. Onbre Strong stops before you, his axe gleaming in the flick