Name: Orin Goldtunel
Alias: Halfling, Boy
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Tallfellow Halfling
Class: Rouge

Appearance: Orin is short fellow with tan skin that is reddening with the sun and near white hair. His eyes are an emerald green that are clear. Even as a slave he is fairly neat, easy to do when you are down to having just a loin cloth. He is thin and many have passed by him as in the larger world, due to his size and importance in the world. In the world of the bigs, halfling like himself are weak.

In the boards of the wall where he is chained is the face of half-elven girl scratched in from the edge of a stone not beaten and bruised by the slavers. In Orin's drawing, she looks like a princess. Orin has been passing time by throws stones into a ring about the size of a human fist hanging on a wall about four paces away while mindlessly singing a song in Draconic about the birth of a dragon then breaking it chains and rising on the morning air to freedom.

Personality:


Motivation:
Orin is motivated by knowledge, good food, a warm bed, and good friends.

History:
Orin was born in the depths of the Broton Mountains across the sea, years after the Second Dwarven War had ended and they had settled into a Dwarven city which had been abandoned. In the writings that were left by the dwarves, they called it a city. Orin thinks it is more of an outpost as there was no grand hall.

His mother was a healer and his father was a mage and both had studied, with of all things, the humans. Both of them had received their training in what they called a university. They talked about animals the size of twice a man that could carry people and things, horses they were called.

Now Orin was the fourth son in the family. The eldest was going to get the house, the second became part of the guard. The third child was a girl that was following in their mother's footsteps. The forth was learning to be a mage. Then Orin and his little brother. Orin wanted to be a scholar or an artist.

There were two problems that Orin saw with his life. The first is that there was not going to be a lot of opportunity for him within the small community and the second was there were not a lot of girls being born. So he packed a small bag and headed up into the world.

The human free city was no longer free. The university had also been closed. He spent a year in forced servitude. After stealing the keys and freeing the workers for the third time, he was chained and thrown into a ship and taken to the port to be sold as a slave. As he was being loaded, he saw his family in chains. His home had fallen.

The slave masters had taken all of Orin's stuff and clothing because he was trying another mass escape.

Equipment:

Weakness:

Relationships:
Yet to come

Name: Vergu Knurikash (Vair-goo Noo-ri-cash)
Title: Bastard Prince of the Strint Duchy
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Half-Orc
Class: Bloodrager (d20pfsrd.com/classes/hybrid-classes/b…)

Physical Appearance: Vergu's most striking feature at first is his ashy gray skin tone, courtesy of his mother and a rarity among orcs. Vergu while wearing nothing more than the scant clothes provided to him during his slavery is built with broad shoulders and a wide stance, albeit more stocky than other of his kin. Vergu carries himself to display prowess but it is marred by the exhaustion that comes with his environment. Pointed ears, sharp white tusks of short length, and amber colored eyes display nothing out of the ordinary at a glance.

Until eyes wander to the left arm do people not suspect a thing. On his left arm is a sleeve of reflective scales, galvanized in bronze. The scales spread through the arm and elbow up to the shoulder and the back of the hand, where upon closer inspection one can see the nails on the left hand are sharper and appear closer to talons.

Personality:

Impatient
Vindictive
Loyal
Passionate
Tenacious
Paranoid


Motivation:
Vergu is motivated by the pursuit of freedom, power, and revenge.

History:
Vergu's story begins with his parents. His mother Dura, a half-orc herself, ostracized from her tribe for reasons not known to Vergu and never explained to him before she died an untimely death. She perished soon after giving birth to Vergu from an unknown illness. His father, Elias Strint, duke of the Strint duchy, a man who sees what he wants and takes it, no matter what or who it is. The situation of Vergu's conception is the product of Elias' greed and ruthlessness and Dura's failure to notice a sedative snuck into her food.

When Vergu was born, he was tracked down by his father and hidden away in his estate where he was taught to be a noble and set up to become "another hidden failure created by his father" as said by many a manservant in the estate. Years pass and everything is perfectly horrible for Vergu, constant berating, constant abuse throughout his entire upbringing. Nobody tells him about his mother except in passing insults.

One day, his bloodline flared and scales suddenly formed on his arm and spread rapidly across it. Feeling a newfound power surge through him, he attempted to harness it and fired off an uncontrollable burst of electricity injuring a manservant in the process, not to any displeasure of Vergu, they all hated him anyways. Elias upon seeing the damage and injury to his servant decided that he was "not worth the trouble keeping alive anymore" and proceeded to order his knights to incarcerate Vergu and kill him. Instead of a quick death, the knights decided to make some quick gold selling him off to slavery, and they did so.

Equipment:

Weakness:
Shouldn't be alive- Elias Strint will stop at nothing to have Vergu killed
Short temper- A life of abuse will make tempers flare quickly, even for a half-orc
Knowledge of himself- Vergu is desperate to know more about his bloodline and how to control it, and is easily tempted by knowledge of it

Relationships:
Yet to come

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