Name: Komarod Enuzir (People in the Enuzir tribe do not have last names, so Komarod just took the tribe name as a family name)
Age: 35
Appearance:
Not Pictured: Countless scars across his body, his left leg is horribly disfigured (But it is hard to tell through the armor).
Race: Orc
Gender: Male
Sign/Mark: A sword, located on the left shoulder.
Blessing: Incredible Strength: Even by Orc standards, Komarod's strength is simply supernatural. He can easily best an ogre in a wrestling competition, and swinging a sword twice his size is an actual viable strategy. Unfortunately, this incredible strength does not equal incredible endurance, and considering his hotheadedness, Komarod can quickly tire out by overexerting himself in combat.
Skills: Advanced Swordplay: Komarod has trained with a sword since he was born, and has been on numerous successful raids on neighboring villages. While he possesses no formal training, decades of swinging a blade will give at least some skill.
(Relatively) High Intellect: Komarod is extremely intelligent for an Orc, putting him on equal terms with the average human. If he stayed in his village, he would have made a fine strategist.
Iron Will: Komarod has experienced many of his tribe members falling in combat, and his god's influence has only strengthened the resolve in his heart. Should he set himself to something, it would require extremely convincing words to turn Komarod away from the task.
Drawbacks:Old Wounds: Komarod has countless scars from battle, but the most detrimental of these is his left leg. Crushed under an ogres club, Komarod has healed remarkably well considering his circumstances. However, this wound still leaves him much slower than he would be, and is a very large weak point that is easily exploitable by enemies that know about it.
Old Flame: Komarod is just not as enthusiastic ever since his injury. He once relished the opportunity to kill whenever it arose, but he has grown far too complacent in his years. It would take a very impressive enemy, or an incredible motivation in order to convince Komarod to take up arms against anyone, and that's even including his god's influence.
Constant Improvement: Ehbus is a god of combat, and advocates improvement above all else. Any moment not spent training or improving something in one's life is a moment wasted. While a day off is OK here and there, Komarod must train at least 5 times a week, or else he will have his blessing taken away until he makes some breakthrough in his abilities, such as a new sword technique or a higher level of endurance. This constant improvement has resulted in him being alienated from his less driven companions.
Inventory: A well-worn Steel Broadsword, Plate Armor, Necklace made of Ogre Teeth, 100 Brightly colored pebbles (Enuzir Currency)
History: Born to a well off couple in the Enuzir tribe, Komarod was destined to be a great warrior from birth. He was the largest in his litter of 3, he possessed the mark of the god Ehbus on his shoulder, and he was already capable of walking by 9 months. His first kill was only 2 months later, when he stabbed an older Orc who was breaking into his home. This boosted him to even higher reputation, and at the young age of 9, he was already in the village raiding party. By then, his kill count had already increased to 12, as the village elder found that designating a village executioner was effective at keeping crime rates low. Because his impressive skill, however, many younger members of the tribe hated Komarod, his siblings being the only children even willing to speak with him. Thanks to this social shunning, Komarod never developed articulate social skills, and was forced to rely on his fists in order to make progress. He slowly grew more and more blood-thirsty, seeking to kill foe after foe, and bolstering his standing in the tribe to new found heights while he was in puberty.
He already had several wives by the age of 20, and enough war trophies to fill a small barn. His blade, which he had stolen from a human that was allied with a neighboring village, was as deadly as it was ornate, and it lent itself very well whenever he was sent out on a hunt. The tribe had grown greatly since Komarod was born, and required large amounts of food to sustain itself. As such, large hunts were organized in order to take down massive prey. The most scaring hunt, however, was on the local Ogre den. Ogre's were much more physically powerful than Orcs, and it took his tribe's entire military in order to take out the den. Just before the Ogre chieftain was slaughtered, however, he smashed his "club" (which was more like a tree than a mere club) onto Komarods leg, easily shattering it. Komarod nearly died from blood loss, and was barely able to survive thanks to the work of the Enuzir healers. Ever since that moment, Komarod realized how much he truly relied on his god-given gift, and how weak and fragile he truly was. Ever since then, Komarod never participated in large hunts, only ever appearing in small raids where his risk of injury was extremely minor.
By 31 years old, Komarod had sired countless children, and he had mellowed down into an actually decent person. His blood thirst was far weaker than it once was, and he actually mourned the massive number of people he killed. He destroyed almost all of his trophies, many of which were bones from slain enemies, until the only thing that remained was the sword from so many years ago. The blade itself is dull, but Kamorod's raw strength still made it's cut true. By this point, the old chieftain had elevated Komarod to the second highest possible status, and he became the youngest Elder in his Enuzir history. From then on, Komarod lived a very comfortable life style, until the age of 35. Then, a small human messenger came to the village, presenting an ultimatum: either send the strongest warrior in the Enuzir tribe to the capital, or be exterminated by the Forsaken army. The other Elder's, knowing of the Forsaken's power, begged Komarod to go with the messenger. Secretly, Komarod was extremly afraid, as he had not been in a large battle since the incident that injured him. However, he knew that his brother was the second best warrior in the village, and Komarod refused to risk his brother's life. As such, Komarod left the tribe he lived in his entire life, leaving for a world far different and dangerous then he knew possible, to face an enemy he knew was, in all likelihood, going to kill him.
(Holy crap, rereading this, he sounds super edgy. I promise, I plan to roleplay him as a sort of grizzled veteran that is "too old for this shit".)
