Top-knotted and ready to rumble, Grumm grins down his foes, a white-hot rage in his eyes. His anger is electric... literally. Letting out a violent shout, lightning sparks off his body striking enemies around him, his own personal storm. He brings his great axe down again and again, relentlessly slashing down his enemies with little regard for his own safety.
 
Grumm, burling half-orc, wears little armor beyond the animal skins of beasts he hunted and skinned himself. A long necklace of teeth hangs around his neck, trophies from enemies past.