Name: Wrathia Ig'liiki
Race: Half Dark Elf/Half Orc Hybrid
Gender: Femme
Age: 22
Appearance:
Stark white hair, black skin and heavy armor. A quiver full of arrows rests on her back and heavy armor rests around her body. She carries an Orcish sword and daggers, though her arrows are of elven make.
Occupation: Huntress and Vigilante for Hire
Location: Woods of Diin
Biography/Background: While growing up in a small cottage on the outskirts of a nearby village; Wrathia was taught by both her Elven mother and Orc father various ways to defend herself, and survival skills. Her mother taught her the delicate fashions of the Elves, and her father the brute strength of the Orcs. She took to both well, and became a skilled hunter/warrior. When she hit her teens, she enjoyed running away from home to play in the woods for days at a time. Her parents did worry, but they understood. This aided her in sharpening her skills. One day at age seventeen, Wrathia returned home from one of her lone escapades in the woods to find Humans knocking on the door of the cottage.
She walked in the tree tops as her father answered the door; and saw him quickly apprehended by the Humans as well as her mother despite them fighting back. Her father saw her in the trees, and when she went to attack the Humans, he gave her a signal to stop. She watched them leave the house, her heart heavy. Taking a few days to prepare, Wrathia soon set out to find them.
She would find her father, working as a slave for the Humans in the fields and her mother.... Her mother....
Wrathia can't even begin to describe what became of her mother.
She spoke with her father in secret, pleeing with him to let her kill their owners, and free the slaves of the Humans... but her father declined. He told her He didn't want her to get involved, or get in trouble. He knew what would happen to her if she got caught... the same thing that became of her mother. With tears in her eyes, Wrathia fled from the place the Humans had turned them in to slaves; obeying her fathers wishes. She vowed one day, when she got stronger, that she would return and slice the throat of every human who dare call any other race a slave.
Voice Sample:
"You wish of my services? You pay tha' price." "I despise the Humans. I wish to cut the flesh of their hide and turn it into a robe. Let the Tender-Flesh suffer for all the chaos they wrought upon the land!"