Ogor Mawtribes – Slaughtermaster

Those Butchers at the top of their craft are known as Slaughtermasters. These are veteran shamans, gastromantic leaders and even masters of their own warglutts, growing ever more massive over their tenure until they can haul their iron cauldrons to war behind them via thick chains embedded in their backs. Such is their connection to the Gulping God that Slaughtermasters often sacrifice their own hands to the ignoble art of butchery, affixing the hacking tools of their trade to their arm-bones in a demented act of worship. This devotion does not go unnoticed by the Gulping God, who rewards them with powerful spellcasting abilities. Even in the thick of battle, a Slaughtermaster hurls chunks of meat – usually their still-twitching enemies – into their cookpot, there to be stirred into a bubbling morass by their pet Gnoblars. The magical steam and froth that boils out can empower their allies or eat away at the flesh of the foe – but such power can come at a price, for in the wilds of Ghur, sometimes even a freshly cooked meal will eat you right back.