KibaryMay 04, 2016May 04, 2016 at 03:51 PM
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Name/Alias: Orgosh-Gro-Gronkar, The scorched orc
Age: 46
Race: Orsimer, werewolf.
Birthsign: The warrior.
Birthplace: Wrothgar, a small stronghold.
Gender: Male.
Religion: Malacath's code and Hircine.
Patron deities: Hircine, Malacath.
Sexual preference: Bisexual.
Personality:
Positive traits: Kind soul to those who would show him kindness, hard to anger.
negative traits: Becomes secretive over a lot of things.
Alignment: Lawful neutral.
Morality: Tries his best to act different than his kin in the civilized category. (Being most orcs are known for being savage and hateful) He's got no problem with following the law as he follows the code of malacath. Orgosh will never allow a friend of his to be harmed by anyone along as he can help it, but if his friend is in battle with a foe, he will not step in until his friend is in real trouble.
Fears: Getting too close to someone and end up getting burned again, (Feelings wise)
Likes: Cups of tea, meeting new people. Forging new prosthetic legs for people who need it. Learning anything that can be of use to others and himself.
Dislikes: Racists, mages who flaunt their fire magics in his face. (*Cough*)
Skills:
Very skilled: Greatswords, maces, forging weapons, armour and prosthetics. Brawls.
Moderately skilled: martial fighting that include kicks, cooking
Unskilled: Any kind of magic, reasoning with idiots.
Languages: Tamrielic, Dunmeris
Appearance:
Hair colour: black long hair tied in a knot, small bits of grey to hint ageing.
War paints/Tattoos: None.
Eye colour: A deep clear blue
Skin colour: Green with some patches of red from burns
Scars: A giant burn mark on the right (or left i forget) part of his face, this includes a burn mark on his chest and a little bit on his hip, several scars from both stab wounds and slash wounds from battle.
Noticeable trait: Having two dwemer styles prosthetic legs made from ebony, his feet having been styled into a talon for grasping 'prey'
Clothing: Either found in his primal attire, appearing much like a savage as it was made from the metal and leathers of fallen foes. he will in the future sometimes wear an ancient orc set of armour.
History
Early life: Orgosh was born and raised inside of Wrothgar and in a stronghold owned by a small clan of fierce orcs. Orgosh was the son of the chief of this clan. Gronkar having many wifes only had three sons, Orgosh being one of them. Orgosh was constantly beaten because he would refuse to kill a small defenceless rabbit when his father took him out hunting, Orgosh had been taught the Code of malacath as all orcs are taught (Unlike them wimpy trinimac) Orgosh was an angry child never stopping when he got in fights with his brothers and kin (other children..) being raised like this, Orgosh had dreams of one day leaving the stronghold and live life differently.
Young adulthood: When Orgosh finally grew a pair he forged himself some sturdy armour from the forge he built himself, finally leaving the stronghold to explore Tamriel. Orgosh marched himself to the Pact lands to meet his fellow kin who follow the code of malacath. Orgosh ventured to Morrowind out of curiosity and eventually met a young Dunmer woman, bright red hair, blood red eyes as the dunmer would commonly have. He approached the woman when he met her inside a tavern, spoke with her a little bit as Orgosh fell in love and eventually charmed the Dunmer who thought the Orcs were just savages, Orgosh came off as a gentleman however. Offering her a cup of whatever the Dunmer drank, having no knowledge of the lands. This Dunmer was named Nelesie Telvanni, the two kept seeing eachother for awhile, Orgosh and Nelesie at some point were both drunk out of their minds and went to sleep, making a child. When they both awoke they were both equally drowned in regret, Orgosh told Nelesie that he would stay with her to raise the child until he or she was old enough to take care of themselves. Nelesie went with what Orgosh said as they both waited for the child to be born, when the child was born Orgosh thought of the name Cedric. Nelesie thought that name would be fitting for the boy as they raised him for up to five whole years. Orgosh walked in on Nelesie doing horrid experiments on the young boy, putting him through tests that would scar someone for life, Orgosh was both furious and confused on why Nelesie would do such a thing, looking like such a kind and caring person when they first met. Orgosh was outraged and pulled out his great sword that he forged before he left the stronghold. Charging at Nelesie the woman he thought he loved, cutting off her left arm before she could paralyze him with an illusion. Orgosh picked up his son as Nelesie was screaming in pain, Orgosh picked up his son and barged out the room the horrid experiments were taking place, desperate to get the boy to a healer and make sure he isn't going to be harmed in the future. Nelesie appeared in front of Orgosh as she had sealed her arm up with a flame spell to stop her bleeding, she had a staff on her which she aimed at Orgosh and Cedric, threatening to scorch them both alive if Orgosh didn't give him up. Orgosh with much rage in his eyes gave up Cedric to Nelesie, wanting him to at least survive longer than him. Nelesie scorched Orgosh alive burning away his two legs and throwing two fireballs at him while he was on the ground, his legs had turned to ash. Nelesie teleported away with the boy as the deed was done, she had thought she killed Orgosh. Orgosh was still very much alive but barely until a wandering healer found him on the ground and nursed him back to full health after he had taken him to a tavern for a bed. When Orgosh came to he looked around his new surroundings in fear, not knowing where he was or how he got where he was. The wandering healer told him what had happened, telling Orgosh how he found him lying down with no legs and with fresh wounds. Orgosh was in shock a wave had hit him leaving him frozen with fear for his son, but his fear only matched his new hatred and rage towards Nelesie, wanting to rip her apart limb from limb. Orgosh only then noticed he had no legs, screaming with rage Orgosh crawled from his bed and out the door in a hurry. The healer had stopped Orgosh and told him what would he do when he found the one who took his legs. Orgosh calmed down but a pure rage was still in him, he asked the healer if he could take him to Wrothgar so he could use his special forge. The wanderer agreed and took Orgosh to a port where they met a few questionable faces but were willing to take them. Orgosh had made only one friend among these people as one of the pirates gave Orgosh two peg legs for the time being. Orgosh had trouble adjusting to walking differently but got used to it for now as he knew exactly what he was going to do when he got home. Orgosh got to work on a schematic along his voyage back to Wrothgar and his Stronghold, wanting it to let him be able to walk and run again he took his time preparing his schematic, when the ship they took with the pirates stopped at a port in Covenant lands, Wayrest Orgosh was greeted by racist Bretons and Redguards who showed Orgosh no kindness when he asked to hire a cart to Wrothgar. When Orgosh saw that nobody else would help him the wanderer stayed with Orgosh as he ventured across the Covenant lands back to Wrothgar, eventually making it back he was uneasily greeted by his kin at his stronghold. His brothers, half brothers along with any kind of Sisters laughed at what Orgosh had done to himself, they said it was because he left them, Malacath punished him. Orgosh knew that was all a load of bullshit so he ignored but he would be greeted by his Father Gronkar, he questioned what happened to Orgosh and he explained everything. Gronkar called Orgosh a fool for even bothering with a Dunmeri woman in the first place, telling him they have a real good habit of betraying people close to them. Gronkar would allow for Orgosh to use his old forge and get to work on making himself some new legs, remembering some of the design's from dwemer automatons he would start to build himself some prosthetic legs but he made a second schematic for a project after he had found his son again. When he had finally put together a decent model of prosthetics using thin ebony plates to hide the important pieces on the inside, he'd thank the Wanderer who had been at his side through all this and made him Blood-kin. Orgosh never learned the name of this Wanderer but that is because this Wanderer had no name. Orgosh would again thank the Wanderer as he took off to find his son and Nelesie, The wanderer stayed with Orgosh still even though he asked to go alone. This wanderer had one more gift before departing, he told Orgosh that he wanted to get away from everyone first. Orgosh followed the Wanderer for some time until he revealed that he was a werewolf this entire time and wanted to share his gift with Orgosh so he could track the scent of Nelesie and find his son. Orgosh took his time thinking about this whole ordeal and agreed to accept this gift, The wanderer held out his arm and pulled out a knife to cut himself and give orgosh a cup of his blood, Orgosh took the blood and went through the transformation after he had removed his prosthetic legs to keep them for later. The wanderer had taught Orgosh how to control the beast by claiming ownership over his body and going through something like a small ritual in front of a shrine to Hircine. When Orgosh learned all that he could from the Wanderer they finally departed. Orgosh made his way to Morrowind and would visit the house he lived in with Nelesie, finding the rotting flesh of the arm he chopped off, he picked it up and followed the scent to Elsweyr, where he found the dead body of Nelesie somewhere in the sands, she had been bitten in the neck by something foul, her body was drained of any blood. Orgosh went through a deep depression after he found no sign of his child.
Recent life: Orgosh has traveled throughout Tamriel to find his son Cedric meeting new people and seeing strange sights of the land, looking under every stone not leaving one pebble left unturned. He did this for 21 years until he found himself in Vulkwasten, too old to continue looking for his son. He decided to settle down and meet the people of this town....What does this place have in store for him? (BOOM....)
Age: 46
Race: Orsimer, werewolf.
Birthsign: The warrior.
Birthplace: Wrothgar, a small stronghold.
Gender: Male.
Religion: Malacath's code and Hircine.
Patron deities: Hircine, Malacath.
Sexual preference: Bisexual.
Personality:
Positive traits: Kind soul to those who would show him kindness, hard to anger.
negative traits: Becomes secretive over a lot of things.
Alignment: Lawful neutral.
Morality: Tries his best to act different than his kin in the civilized category. (Being most orcs are known for being savage and hateful) He's got no problem with following the law as he follows the code of malacath. Orgosh will never allow a friend of his to be harmed by anyone along as he can help it, but if his friend is in battle with a foe, he will not step in until his friend is in real trouble.
Fears: Getting too close to someone and end up getting burned again, (Feelings wise)
Likes: Cups of tea, meeting new people. Forging new prosthetic legs for people who need it. Learning anything that can be of use to others and himself.
Dislikes: Racists, mages who flaunt their fire magics in his face. (*Cough*)
Skills:
Very skilled: Greatswords, maces, forging weapons, armour and prosthetics. Brawls.
Moderately skilled: martial fighting that include kicks, cooking
Unskilled: Any kind of magic, reasoning with idiots.
Languages: Tamrielic, Dunmeris
Appearance:
Hair colour: black long hair tied in a knot, small bits of grey to hint ageing.
War paints/Tattoos: None.
Eye colour: A deep clear blue
Skin colour: Green with some patches of red from burns
Scars: A giant burn mark on the right (or left i forget) part of his face, this includes a burn mark on his chest and a little bit on his hip, several scars from both stab wounds and slash wounds from battle.
Noticeable trait: Having two dwemer styles prosthetic legs made from ebony, his feet having been styled into a talon for grasping 'prey'
Clothing: Either found in his primal attire, appearing much like a savage as it was made from the metal and leathers of fallen foes. he will in the future sometimes wear an ancient orc set of armour.
History
Early life: Orgosh was born and raised inside of Wrothgar and in a stronghold owned by a small clan of fierce orcs. Orgosh was the son of the chief of this clan. Gronkar having many wifes only had three sons, Orgosh being one of them. Orgosh was constantly beaten because he would refuse to kill a small defenceless rabbit when his father took him out hunting, Orgosh had been taught the Code of malacath as all orcs are taught (Unlike them wimpy trinimac) Orgosh was an angry child never stopping when he got in fights with his brothers and kin (other children..) being raised like this, Orgosh had dreams of one day leaving the stronghold and live life differently.
Young adulthood: When Orgosh finally grew a pair he forged himself some sturdy armour from the forge he built himself, finally leaving the stronghold to explore Tamriel. Orgosh marched himself to the Pact lands to meet his fellow kin who follow the code of malacath. Orgosh ventured to Morrowind out of curiosity and eventually met a young Dunmer woman, bright red hair, blood red eyes as the dunmer would commonly have. He approached the woman when he met her inside a tavern, spoke with her a little bit as Orgosh fell in love and eventually charmed the Dunmer who thought the Orcs were just savages, Orgosh came off as a gentleman however. Offering her a cup of whatever the Dunmer drank, having no knowledge of the lands. This Dunmer was named Nelesie Telvanni, the two kept seeing eachother for awhile, Orgosh and Nelesie at some point were both drunk out of their minds and went to sleep, making a child. When they both awoke they were both equally drowned in regret, Orgosh told Nelesie that he would stay with her to raise the child until he or she was old enough to take care of themselves. Nelesie went with what Orgosh said as they both waited for the child to be born, when the child was born Orgosh thought of the name Cedric. Nelesie thought that name would be fitting for the boy as they raised him for up to five whole years. Orgosh walked in on Nelesie doing horrid experiments on the young boy, putting him through tests that would scar someone for life, Orgosh was both furious and confused on why Nelesie would do such a thing, looking like such a kind and caring person when they first met. Orgosh was outraged and pulled out his great sword that he forged before he left the stronghold. Charging at Nelesie the woman he thought he loved, cutting off her left arm before she could paralyze him with an illusion. Orgosh picked up his son as Nelesie was screaming in pain, Orgosh picked up his son and barged out the room the horrid experiments were taking place, desperate to get the boy to a healer and make sure he isn't going to be harmed in the future. Nelesie appeared in front of Orgosh as she had sealed her arm up with a flame spell to stop her bleeding, she had a staff on her which she aimed at Orgosh and Cedric, threatening to scorch them both alive if Orgosh didn't give him up. Orgosh with much rage in his eyes gave up Cedric to Nelesie, wanting him to at least survive longer than him. Nelesie scorched Orgosh alive burning away his two legs and throwing two fireballs at him while he was on the ground, his legs had turned to ash. Nelesie teleported away with the boy as the deed was done, she had thought she killed Orgosh. Orgosh was still very much alive but barely until a wandering healer found him on the ground and nursed him back to full health after he had taken him to a tavern for a bed. When Orgosh came to he looked around his new surroundings in fear, not knowing where he was or how he got where he was. The wandering healer told him what had happened, telling Orgosh how he found him lying down with no legs and with fresh wounds. Orgosh was in shock a wave had hit him leaving him frozen with fear for his son, but his fear only matched his new hatred and rage towards Nelesie, wanting to rip her apart limb from limb. Orgosh only then noticed he had no legs, screaming with rage Orgosh crawled from his bed and out the door in a hurry. The healer had stopped Orgosh and told him what would he do when he found the one who took his legs. Orgosh calmed down but a pure rage was still in him, he asked the healer if he could take him to Wrothgar so he could use his special forge. The wanderer agreed and took Orgosh to a port where they met a few questionable faces but were willing to take them. Orgosh had made only one friend among these people as one of the pirates gave Orgosh two peg legs for the time being. Orgosh had trouble adjusting to walking differently but got used to it for now as he knew exactly what he was going to do when he got home. Orgosh got to work on a schematic along his voyage back to Wrothgar and his Stronghold, wanting it to let him be able to walk and run again he took his time preparing his schematic, when the ship they took with the pirates stopped at a port in Covenant lands, Wayrest Orgosh was greeted by racist Bretons and Redguards who showed Orgosh no kindness when he asked to hire a cart to Wrothgar. When Orgosh saw that nobody else would help him the wanderer stayed with Orgosh as he ventured across the Covenant lands back to Wrothgar, eventually making it back he was uneasily greeted by his kin at his stronghold. His brothers, half brothers along with any kind of Sisters laughed at what Orgosh had done to himself, they said it was because he left them, Malacath punished him. Orgosh knew that was all a load of bullshit so he ignored but he would be greeted by his Father Gronkar, he questioned what happened to Orgosh and he explained everything. Gronkar called Orgosh a fool for even bothering with a Dunmeri woman in the first place, telling him they have a real good habit of betraying people close to them. Gronkar would allow for Orgosh to use his old forge and get to work on making himself some new legs, remembering some of the design's from dwemer automatons he would start to build himself some prosthetic legs but he made a second schematic for a project after he had found his son again. When he had finally put together a decent model of prosthetics using thin ebony plates to hide the important pieces on the inside, he'd thank the Wanderer who had been at his side through all this and made him Blood-kin. Orgosh never learned the name of this Wanderer but that is because this Wanderer had no name. Orgosh would again thank the Wanderer as he took off to find his son and Nelesie, The wanderer stayed with Orgosh still even though he asked to go alone. This wanderer had one more gift before departing, he told Orgosh that he wanted to get away from everyone first. Orgosh followed the Wanderer for some time until he revealed that he was a werewolf this entire time and wanted to share his gift with Orgosh so he could track the scent of Nelesie and find his son. Orgosh took his time thinking about this whole ordeal and agreed to accept this gift, The wanderer held out his arm and pulled out a knife to cut himself and give orgosh a cup of his blood, Orgosh took the blood and went through the transformation after he had removed his prosthetic legs to keep them for later. The wanderer had taught Orgosh how to control the beast by claiming ownership over his body and going through something like a small ritual in front of a shrine to Hircine. When Orgosh learned all that he could from the Wanderer they finally departed. Orgosh made his way to Morrowind and would visit the house he lived in with Nelesie, finding the rotting flesh of the arm he chopped off, he picked it up and followed the scent to Elsweyr, where he found the dead body of Nelesie somewhere in the sands, she had been bitten in the neck by something foul, her body was drained of any blood. Orgosh went through a deep depression after he found no sign of his child.
Recent life: Orgosh has traveled throughout Tamriel to find his son Cedric meeting new people and seeing strange sights of the land, looking under every stone not leaving one pebble left unturned. He did this for 21 years until he found himself in Vulkwasten, too old to continue looking for his son. He decided to settle down and meet the people of this town....What does this place have in store for him? (BOOM....)
Edited May 04, 2016 at 11:26 PM by 0