I am so good at my job that the head of the guard of my home city got jealous. He framed me and ran me out of town.
If I see any who betrayed me, their blood will spill on my hands. Nothing will stop me.
I am not used to being wealthy and tend to overindulge.
I'd rather eat nothing than something bland, stale, burnt, undercooked, or otherwise beneath me.
Someone powerful would do anything to have my head, so I seek to gain his or her head first.
I like to use my threatening appearance to my advantage, but sometimes go too far.