Garruk is a massive orc standing nearly seven feet tall with greyish green skin and yellowed tusks. He wears a tattered dark hood and a rugged leather harness. His amber eyes have a smoldering, predatory light. Ritualistic bear claw scars mark his shoulders.

Garruk is quiet and cynical, preferring to let his imposing presence do the talking. He values hard truth and iron loyalty, having been burned by the lies of the urban underworld. He rarely smiles, but when he does, it is usually because he has finally found a fight worth his time.

Garruk was once the muscle for the Dead Rats gang in Neverwinter, using his massive frame to collect debts and guard illicit shipments. He was eventually betrayed by his associates during a failed heist and left to die at the hands of the city guard. During his escape through the urban gutters, he felt a dormant primal spirit stir in his blood, the strength of the bear helping him break through stone walls and iron shackles. Now he travels as a mercenary, hunting those who thrive on betrayal while following a primal code that the city's laws could never understand. He blends his criminal expertise with savage fury to survive on the fringes of society.