These are the warriors of the Mycenoid race. They spend the majority of their lives sleeping, on their feet, in the dark corners of Mycenoid villages. They are only awakened when a villager in distress disperses it's spores. Then they come flying from the shadows full of rage and looking to grind their enemies to paste. They stand 5 to 6 and a half feet tall. Their flesh is tough and leathery much less yielding than that of their brethren. Their arms are like tree trunks and end is stumpy fists more adapted to pummeling than to manipulating any object. Instinct: To protect

• Body slam someone