|Here's Master Bif, Morokanth Warrior and gourmet extraordinaire|
I'm giving it a wicker shield with a nasty pin, still thinking whether they'll be prudish enough to wear some kind of loincloth, or if they'd rather walk around tackle out, swinging freely in the Prax morning air. Other bits of must have equipment: a chain for the herdmen, some pack, and animistic tidbits like skull, some boney things, or bird feathers maybe.
|Now that's a hairy back! Rawr!|
|Hairy tummy, pair of ears, and a slade Neckcarpet: we're on track!|
|Another update: face mostly done|