The same is true of half-orcs, though their human blood moderates the impact of their orcish heritage.
The one-eyed god Gruumsh created the orcs, and even those orcs who turn away from his worship can’t fully escape his influence.
Such a half-orc living among humans might display these scars proudly or hide them in shame. Any half-orc who has lived among or near orcs has scars, whether they are marks of humiliation or of pride, recounting their past exploits and injuries. Other scars, though, mark an orc or half-orc as a former slave or a disgraced exile. Orcs regard battle scars as tokens of pride and ornamental scars as things of beauty. Half-orcs stand between 5 and 7 feet tall and usually weigh between 180 and 250 pounds. Half-orcs’ grayish pigmentation, sloping foreheads, jutting jaws, prominent teeth, and towering builds make their orcish heritage plain for all to see. Many of these become adventurers, achieving greatness for their mighty deeds and notoriety for their barbaric customs and savage fury. Some venture into the world to prove their worth among humans and other more civilized races. Some half-orcs rise to become proud chiefs of orc tribes, their human blood giving them an edge over their full-blooded orc rivals. When these alliances are sealed by marriages, half-orcs are born. Whether united under the leadership of a mighty warlock or having fought to a standstill after years of conflict, orc and human tribes sometimes form alliances, joining forces into a larger horde to the terror of civilized lands nearby. He was master of a tribe that could muster two thousand spears, and the strongest chief in Thar. But it was often true that a bit of human blood gave a warrior just the right mix of cunning, ambition, and self-discipline to go far indeed, as Mhurren had. Half-orcs who were weaker than their orc comrades didn’t last long among the Bloody Skulls or any other orc tribe for that matter. Human ancestry was no blemish against a warrior-provided he was every bit as strong, enduring, and bloodthirsty as his full-blooded kin. Among the Bloody Skulls, a warrior was judged by his strength, his fierceness, and his wits. He usually rose before most of his warriors, since he had a strong streak of human blood in him, and he found the daylight less bothersome than most of his tribe did. The warchief Mhurren roused himself from his sleeping-furs and his women and pulled a short hauberk of heavy steel rings over his thick, well-muscled torso.
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