Orchl is a Mongrel with an unusual tale. About three generations of interbreeding and the Mongrel in question become sterile, so an infusion of new blood or "2nd generation" blood is needed to further reproduce.

Orchl's mother was 3rd generation, about 35% human 30% orc, 10% ogre and 25% Troll (changeling) so it was thought (and she believed) that she could bear no children. She took another "3rd generation" Mongrel as a lover, one that was part elf, part human and part orc and somehow, they conceived Orchl.

It was obvious from the start that he was going to be big and powerful. His mother worked at the factory near the Ice Dock where they produced leather goods for the city and his father was a guard at the Dock, his burly presence alone was cause for pause for most thieves.

The unexpected parents raised him to be as good a person as he could but to not back down from a fight or take any crap from anyone. He was inhuman enough to be excluded from normal work so that meant the Docks or Adventuring. He chose the docks at first then discovered that he liked to fight. Not long after, he discovered that he liked to fuck!

His father taught him the spear, the sword and the mace by the time he was fifteen years old. At 17, he killed his first man. At 19 won his first match at the Pit and had a rich lady buy him a drink. Horrified by the foot and more she found in his pants, the lady begged off and Orchl was left with not only a tough decision, after all, a lot of people saw her pick him up but also dealing with the lust and aching after the fight's heady victory.

He chose to let her go unmolested. One of the Pit's girls saw the gesture and sucked him off in gratitude, making a big fuss over his huge cock. Word got around. Orchl was picky, though, preferring women who saw him fight and wanted him over the girls at the pit, though he gave a few of them a tumble.