Rumble snarl.

Rumble snarl was born to a litter of savage gnolls. Part of a group of raiders living out of an old abandoned fort his upbringing was unimpressive. While many of his other brothers and sisters excelled as combat Rumblesnarl always seemed distracted. He could never really focus on the task at hand his mind would frequently wander and it would lead him into trouble. It was not his fault Rumble snarl always knew he was destined for greater things. This became clear one day when he awoke to find his entire family and raiding party were gone! They must have been captured by a rival group of bandits! these bandits were professionals, they even took all the food supplied and camping gear. It was clear he was dealing with a powerful group. If he was ever going to defeat them he would have to form his own group. He spent many days wondering how he would accomplish this. Deep in some ruins, he found an incredible statue. Some long-forgotten hero of a long collapsed civilization standing with a group of followers or subordinates. This was his destiny to become a great warrior like the statue one day they would make statues of rumble snarl. He just needed a team, a team to make him famous and help save his old war party. He was hungry, there was no good hunting the area, none of the animals posed a substantial enough challenge for Rumble snarl to hunt, or so he told himself. He could smell something food, a light in the distance, he approached with his chest regally puffed out ready to present himself as the great Rumble snarl. The two human guards sat by their campfire, their caravan had fled in the night after a raiding party of gnolls had attacked, they were lost and could see another Gnoll approaching. This one seemed different gaunt with hunger his chest puffed out, had he forgot his weapon? There did not seem to be any others around, had he been abandoned? The two guards, offered some of their food, to Rumble snarl. Clearly, they saw his greatness and were offering him tribute. Rumble snarl did not want to be a tyrant, no he would be a benevolent leader, like the statue with the kind eyes. They will not be subordinates, we will be brothers!