Physical Characteristics
Drang is for even his sizeable race, rather large. He stands approximately 7'5" and weighs roughly 600 pounds, making him one of the larger subjects we've studied. Drang does not know his exact age, but tooth analysis puts him between 45-50 years of age. The coarse brown fur that covers his frame is a dark brown with ever increasing amounts of grey and white, being thickest at the back of the head, forearms, chest and thighs. Rarely is he seen without his armor though, sporting overlapping plate armor which is heavily pitted and scratched over nearly ever inch of it. Most notably is the plate mail kilt around his waist, making a purposeful amount of noise as he moves even the slightest.
Lifestyle and personality
As far as Bugbears go, Drang is an anomaly. By nature, Bugbears are a sneaky murderous lot, preferring ambush tactics on unsuspecting civilians or prey out in the wilds. Drang is by definition antithetic to this life style, wearing loud clattering plate mail, wielding a greatsword nearly as big as himself, and always talking in a loud, booming voice. On top of this, he's incredibly friendly and good natured, only turning to mercenary "wet work" when one of his failing enterprises goes bankrupt. He is an extremely proficient fighter, wielding his great sword easily and with deadly force, but before any would fall too it he gives diplomacy a chance whether it be a shambling mound of corpses or wayward bandits. Drang is driven to the point of obsession with becoming an upstanding, honorable member of this society to further spit in the face of his heritage. If asked, he will claim that he was orphaned as a baby and was raised by humans, this however is false. Attached you will find a classified report that tells a vastly different tale.
Tuuliels log
Date- [redacted]
1st Scout Tuuliel Witherleaf, Goblinkin populations expert
"I came upon the most peculiar site today while scouting the [redacted] mountain range. A great plume of smoke was rising from the [redacted]-family warren, a known and well documented family of bugbears, orcs, and goblins. What i found at the base of that cloud is utter devastation, the entire family destroyed and smoldering in a great pyre, but there was no contingent of exterminators sanctioned for this. I must investigate further"
"Having spent the day studying tracks and the state of the warren, i am only left with further questions. it appears that the inhabitants captured a wagon of civilians yesterday, something that is regrettable but is a known risk of traveling the [redacted] trail. The most curious thing, is that the civilians have been buried, 7 adults and 1 child sized cairn of rocks with rudimentary head stones reading 'I'm sorry' and 'please forgive me' in poorly written common. In the center of the graves is a massive, shattered great sword covered in blood. The wounds on the members of the warren match that of the great sword. 12 Bugbears, 15 orcs, 56 goblin (slaves?) and one hill giant so far as i have counted. I have found the trail of what appears to be a severely wounded bugbear leading east toward [redacted]. I intend to track this individual down for further answers"
Date-[redacted]
1st Scout Tuuliel Witherleaf, Goblinkin populations expert
"In all my years of research and study I have never come across anything like this. I tracked the individual for 4 days east across the [redacted] range, and finally caught up to him in a small cave near the [redacted] valley. I approached cautiously with weapons raised, ready to strike the creature down, but instead found this Bugbear, Eigan Drang by name i came to know, curled next to a small fire sobbing and holding a tiny necklace. He had.....killed his entire family, something i had never know Bugbear kind to do. His common was broken and poor, but the story he told was chilling. I know what goblinkin are prone to doing with goodly folk whom they have captured and this was no exception. In a moment of clarity, i believe fueled by the gods themselves, Drang took the Giants sword and attempted to save the young girl from her fate at the hands of his siblings. Ultimately, he failed, as she passed from her wounds later that night despite Drangs best efforts."
"I am compelled beyond words, and as first Scout and lead expert under [redacted] i am hereby taking Eigan Drang under my personal care, even if it means my early retirement. This is a once in a lifetime chance to prove to the [redacted] that goblinkin CAN change and should be included under the upcoming [redacted] civilian act. I have requested that he remain in this area of the [redacted] mountains while I return to my superiors for proper clearance, he seems more than will to embark on this journey"
Date-[redacted]
Tuuliel Witherleaf, project lead
"I have returned to the campsite where I left the subject, and while i had high hopes he would have heeded my request to remain here there is no sign of him. Perhaps requesting one of his race stay put for more than a month at a time was too much to ask. By the state of this campsite the subject left roughly 3 weeks ago and headed further east, and now that my job is reliant on my ability to find and coerce him to come with me to [redacted] and begin studies I'll make short work of finding him."
"During the night while i was camped in the old site i was awoken by the sound of voices outside, at first i was worried the subject had a turn of heart and was here to kill me, but i was surprised to hear the sounds move away without noticing this cave. It was an entire tribe of goblins running through the valley, at least 20-30 of them. In my previous position i was forced to learn their language and while most of them where babbling normally i did catch a few key words, Gron'wik Toth being the most important. It roughly translates to 'like us but not like us' or 'Not goblin but close'. I have a suspicion the subject has taken on a much greater task than the one i had planned for him."
Date-[redacted]
Tuuliel Witherleaf, project lead
"I need a speaking stone like the Directors to help me with notes, the 10 days since my last entry have allowed me no time to write. Tracked the goblins for 3 days before they got to their destination, another warren home to another separate goblinkin family. I managed to get close enough to hear the exchange between their respective leaders which alarmingly did not begin with bloodshed. The leader from the traveling tribe was essentially begging for shelter from "Gron'wik Toth" who apparently "wields a blade of darkness" and is "slaughtering all goblins ever". Goblins are prone to gross exaggeration, but in an entirely unexpected move the other leader allowed the goblins to join them. I should however that the leader of this particular warren is known to me, a fearsome Bugbear patriarch by the name of Mogwyn Rom, always vying for dominance among other warren chiefs in the area".
"These past days the mountains have been humming with goblin, orc, and even some roving giant groups. Every group i spy on or observe speaks of the Gron'wik Toth, the coming storm, the fell hand of evil ect ect. All like there is some vengeful god coming for them. I suppose I'm writing this all down because im beginning to fear for my safety here in the [redacted] pass.
