A ten foot tall mass of solid muscle, Spike is a brute even among Ogres.  A mohawk of white hair is spiked up from his head and his scarred knuckles grip his ever present Glaive.  He wears a full suit of blackened and dented plate mail armor.  A buckler is bolted onto the armor of his left forearm and length of heavy chain hangs from a manacle on his right wrist.  Enough weapons to arm a squad of soldiers are strapped to his armor.

His voice is deep and booming, and he seems to have no sense of personal boundaries, getting some enjoyment out of how uncomfortable he makes most people feel.