Large even by Tauren standards, Garaw is roughly the size and shape of a heavy-duty forestry shredder. Life seems to have spent a great deal of time attempting to kill him - nerve damage from some past injury twists the right side of his face into a permanent leer, and interlocking scars from edged weapons spiderweb across his brow and snout. The rest of his body is marked by everything from axe-blows to felcannon shrapnel. In times of stress or contemplation, he can be found chewing on a potent brand of goblin-made cigars that smell alarmingly like gunpowder.
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