"Hungry. Tkltchk hungry, want food. Want eat. Want eat YOU..."
Generations of inbreeding have left Tkltchk a deformed, grotesque creature. His skin is pale, almost transluscent, and he squints myopically in the light of the Shartak sun. A twisted spine and hunched back cause him to walk with a lurching gait, at times using his arms to pull himself along, ape-like. A crude wooden club drags in the earth behind him, discoloured by old blood and clumps of matted hair, and a rusty, much-used machete hangs from a thong at his waist. His right fist is enclosed in a gruesome-looking metal gauntlet, viciously spiked and with long, taloned fingers. Although appearing more animal than man, visible through his lank, filthy hair are eyes that gleam with a undeniably human cunning.
On December 26th 2010, Tkltchk feasted for the thousandth time, upon the rich flesh of cactus1. Although first amongst the Rakmogaki in strength and cunning, his hunger remains unsatisfied.
This character has been idle since 2013-02-16.