Ogre Barbarian 3/ Frenzied Berzerker 4
Hit Dice: 4d8+3d12+4d12+66 (average 132) Init: +0
AC: 20, touch 10, flat-footed 20; while frenzied 16, touch 6, flat-footed 16
Attack: +2 large greatclub +19/+14 melee (2d8+14, x3), while frenzied +22/+22/+17 melee (2d8+18, x3)
SA: Frenzy 2/day, Rage 1/day
SQ: Darkvision 60 ft, Deathless Frenzy, Low-Light Vision, Supreme Cleave, Trap Sense +1, Uncanny Dodge
AL: Chaotic Evil
Saves: Fort +16 Ref +3 Will +3
Abilities: Str 26 Dex 11 Con 22 Int 8 Wis 10 Cha 4
Skills: Climb +14, Hide -6, Intimidate +13, Jump +18, Listen +8, Spot +4
Feats: Cleave, Destructive Rage, Diehard, Intimidating Rage, Power Attack
Possessions: +2 huge greatclub, +2 hide armor, ring of protection +1.
Combat Abilities: The Frenzied Beserker prestige class and it's ability descriptions can be found in the "Complete Warrior" by Wizards of the Coast.
Description: The ogre beserker is the ultimate goal of the ogre warrior. Very few ogres have the strength and skill to become a beserker, but the ones that do are terrible to behold. They enter battle without a fear of death, and once the bloodlust sets in they are near unstoppable.
"The old veterans always told me "You ain't stared death in the face till you've met a tribal beserker. Them beasts is twice as strong as any giant you'll ever meet." I never believed it till I seen it with me own eyes. We were on patrol, a small force of less than thirty of us, when we saw smoke plumes rising from a nearby farmstead. When we got there the ogres will still at it, raiding the place. We surprised em, and thought we had victory, then the biggest ugliest ogre I've ever seen came out of the house. He charged out and cleaved ole' Timmons in two, his axe even went through the blasted horse! The men instantly made him into a pincushion with arrows, but the thing kept coming! It charged right at me, but I held my ground, and thrust upward right as the creature came into range. Buried my sword to the hilt in his gut, then he hit me with his axe and the world went black. I was woken up a bit later, they said the ogre kept fighting for what seemed like forever before it collapsed and died. A ring of bodies surrounded it, few of em as lucky as meself. I tell ya, if I ever seen another one of those tribal beserkers, I ain't sticking around to die."
Gades Argos, veteran knight