The first thing that one would not about the quite girthy form of Oxgor is his imposing height at over 11 feet tall.  He trained in the Maneater or mercenary tradition of the Ogors, mostly meaning he went out and fought things and got paid by others to do it.  Claiming to have been to five different realms in his travels his name kept getting twisted by the free people he worked with from Oxgor into Oscar, to the point he's just started to use that instead with most.

Sporting a a black beard with the normal bald head most ogors have, and almost trusting looking brown eyes.  He wears a gutplate that has a crudely intricate pattern of a large wyrm rapping around the plate with the head on the center spike of it.

While not the best at story telling he has a love of fantastical tales, and a number he attributes to his tribe and their leader.  One of the few things that has ever slowed his eating was a good story being told.