Post by Admin on Sept 12, 2013 18:30:50 GMT -6
Name: Rynxus Doran
Species: Half-Orc (Orc Father and Elf Mother)
Company:Rosewood Basilica
Class: Barbarian lvl 2
Credits: Barbarian-14
Weapons:
Huge Sword
Throwing Knives
Current Abilities:
Berserk
Story Plot:
The Orc blood flowing through Rynxus' veins makes him prone to sudden violent outbreaks.
Physical Description:
Rynxus has blue eyes, his face is slender when compared to other Orcs, shoulders are narrower than an average Orc's, grey-ish skin, two tusks coming out from his lower jaw, his head is shaved on the sides and medium length on the top and he has dark brown hair.
Garb:
Brown fur shoulder pads, tan tabard and white fur wrist guards.
Motives:
Rynxus wants to fit in, he never felt like he belonged in his home town. Rynxus was shunned by his peers and fellow villagers during his childhood.
Personal Motto:
"I am the dirt of the land but without the dirt what would we build upon?"
History of Family:
Rynxus was born in an Elf town far to the East of Wildgard. Rynxus is the result of Orcish raids on an Elf city.
Role in Wildgard:
Rynxus seeks justice and wishes to see others safe. He has recently joined the Rosewood Basilica under the Command of Vyckour.
Story Time:
It was a beautiful day and all was peaceful in the city of Rafzay. Everyone was doing their own thing, some people were working away in their gardens while others were inside working on their next meal or sewing clothing. Rynxus' mother was inside baking a fine meal while her husband was out with some other able-bodied warriors hunting. The Elves made sure to thank the gods for their hunts and respected the animals that the gods blessed them with giving them quick deaths.
The Elves were caught completely off guard. The Orcs rushed into the town from all sides; they must've known that the hunters would be out. There weren't many Elves who could put up a fight against the Orcs. The Orc warlord had his pick of the most beautiful women in the town which was Rynxus' mother.
Rynxus' mother escaped that night, but the damage was done, she knew that she was pregnant with the Orc Warlord's child. Rynxus' mother ran to another nearby Elf town and warned the Elves of the attack. She hid in the neighboring town for a few days and soon the hunters from her village arrived at the town. She quickly ran to her husband and told him what happened.
After roughly nine months Rynxus was born. He was marked unholy and impure, a spawn of the very things that the Elves hated. The night that Rynxus was born his mother sent him away with a dear friend, he was to watch him for a couple of days until she could flee herself and raise him.
At the age of five Rynxus was taken to his first true city to live. Rynxus' mother had taken measures to ensure that nobody knew of his Orcish background like shaving down his tusks. Rynxus was shunned by the other children in the village because he was different, bigger, stronger than the other Elves. Rynxus began to question why none of the other children liked him. When he asked his mother she said that the other children didn't know any better and didn't know him very well. Rynxus tried very hard to make friends but was only met with continued failure.
At the age of ten Rynxus began to feel very angry, his Orcish blood was taking its toll on him. Rynxus had a very short fuse. Everything upset him, the other children, the adults, the stupid curfew that he had, everything. Rynxus channeled his anger into his sword, practicing from sunrise to sunset.
At the age of seventeen Rynxus began the hardest part of his life so far. He refused to allow his mother to file down his fangs, realizing that he was very different from the other people in the town. He had grown very tall and had broad shoulders, hulking compared to the elegant Elves. He asked his mother what was wrong with him and she told him he was half Orc. Enraged, Rynxus demanded that she tell him who his father was.
For the next three years Rynxus hunted down every Orc that he could find, single-handedly wiping out villages of Orcs. He hated who he was and what he was sickening himself whenever he saw his reflection. Rynxus was young and wild, free from the worries of family and loyalty. Rynxus was at a low point in his life, he stole, and killed innocent people to get their belongings and gold.
One day, Rynxus came across a lone hooded warrior. Sure that he could beat him he lashed out at the warrior, fast and strong. The warrior effortlessly dodged aside and parried his blows no matter how fast Rynxus swung. The warrior refused to slash Rynxus down, not wanting to hurt him too badly. Instead, he nicked him here and there, planning to instead tire him out until the point of exhaustion. Rynxus fought until he collapsed, unable to move. The warrior tied up Rynxus and began to tell him of absurd ideas such as honor, justice and loyalty, Rynxus didn't even know the meaning of the words. The warrior showed him how to fight with honor and how to fight for what you believe is right. Rynxus didn't know that the hooded warrior he met was his mother's past husband, searching for his wife that fled twenty years ago to save her son.
After two years of learning from the warrior Rynxus became a knew man, he was proud of his skill and knew who he was. He would no longer steal and kill the innocent but would instead become a sharp weapon to be wielded in the name of justice. Rynxus was a changed half-orc, he still felt the rage inside but could now control it and unleash it in controlled bursts.
Rynxus was eager to show how changed he was but was hated in the lands that he was in, known as a murderer and thief. He decided to try his luck in new lands. Rynxus eventually came across Wildgard and settled down, joining Vyckour and the Rosewood Basilica.
Rynxus is currently attempting to start his way at the bottom and will slowly rise after proving himself loyal, honorable and an unbiased form of justice.
Species: Half-Orc (Orc Father and Elf Mother)
Company:Rosewood Basilica
Class: Barbarian lvl 2
Credits: Barbarian-14
Weapons:
Huge Sword
Throwing Knives
Current Abilities:
Berserk
Story Plot:
The Orc blood flowing through Rynxus' veins makes him prone to sudden violent outbreaks.
Physical Description:
Rynxus has blue eyes, his face is slender when compared to other Orcs, shoulders are narrower than an average Orc's, grey-ish skin, two tusks coming out from his lower jaw, his head is shaved on the sides and medium length on the top and he has dark brown hair.
Garb:
Brown fur shoulder pads, tan tabard and white fur wrist guards.
Motives:
Rynxus wants to fit in, he never felt like he belonged in his home town. Rynxus was shunned by his peers and fellow villagers during his childhood.
Personal Motto:
"I am the dirt of the land but without the dirt what would we build upon?"
History of Family:
Rynxus was born in an Elf town far to the East of Wildgard. Rynxus is the result of Orcish raids on an Elf city.
Role in Wildgard:
Rynxus seeks justice and wishes to see others safe. He has recently joined the Rosewood Basilica under the Command of Vyckour.
Story Time:
It was a beautiful day and all was peaceful in the city of Rafzay. Everyone was doing their own thing, some people were working away in their gardens while others were inside working on their next meal or sewing clothing. Rynxus' mother was inside baking a fine meal while her husband was out with some other able-bodied warriors hunting. The Elves made sure to thank the gods for their hunts and respected the animals that the gods blessed them with giving them quick deaths.
The Elves were caught completely off guard. The Orcs rushed into the town from all sides; they must've known that the hunters would be out. There weren't many Elves who could put up a fight against the Orcs. The Orc warlord had his pick of the most beautiful women in the town which was Rynxus' mother.
Rynxus' mother escaped that night, but the damage was done, she knew that she was pregnant with the Orc Warlord's child. Rynxus' mother ran to another nearby Elf town and warned the Elves of the attack. She hid in the neighboring town for a few days and soon the hunters from her village arrived at the town. She quickly ran to her husband and told him what happened.
After roughly nine months Rynxus was born. He was marked unholy and impure, a spawn of the very things that the Elves hated. The night that Rynxus was born his mother sent him away with a dear friend, he was to watch him for a couple of days until she could flee herself and raise him.
At the age of five Rynxus was taken to his first true city to live. Rynxus' mother had taken measures to ensure that nobody knew of his Orcish background like shaving down his tusks. Rynxus was shunned by the other children in the village because he was different, bigger, stronger than the other Elves. Rynxus began to question why none of the other children liked him. When he asked his mother she said that the other children didn't know any better and didn't know him very well. Rynxus tried very hard to make friends but was only met with continued failure.
At the age of ten Rynxus began to feel very angry, his Orcish blood was taking its toll on him. Rynxus had a very short fuse. Everything upset him, the other children, the adults, the stupid curfew that he had, everything. Rynxus channeled his anger into his sword, practicing from sunrise to sunset.
At the age of seventeen Rynxus began the hardest part of his life so far. He refused to allow his mother to file down his fangs, realizing that he was very different from the other people in the town. He had grown very tall and had broad shoulders, hulking compared to the elegant Elves. He asked his mother what was wrong with him and she told him he was half Orc. Enraged, Rynxus demanded that she tell him who his father was.
For the next three years Rynxus hunted down every Orc that he could find, single-handedly wiping out villages of Orcs. He hated who he was and what he was sickening himself whenever he saw his reflection. Rynxus was young and wild, free from the worries of family and loyalty. Rynxus was at a low point in his life, he stole, and killed innocent people to get their belongings and gold.
One day, Rynxus came across a lone hooded warrior. Sure that he could beat him he lashed out at the warrior, fast and strong. The warrior effortlessly dodged aside and parried his blows no matter how fast Rynxus swung. The warrior refused to slash Rynxus down, not wanting to hurt him too badly. Instead, he nicked him here and there, planning to instead tire him out until the point of exhaustion. Rynxus fought until he collapsed, unable to move. The warrior tied up Rynxus and began to tell him of absurd ideas such as honor, justice and loyalty, Rynxus didn't even know the meaning of the words. The warrior showed him how to fight with honor and how to fight for what you believe is right. Rynxus didn't know that the hooded warrior he met was his mother's past husband, searching for his wife that fled twenty years ago to save her son.
After two years of learning from the warrior Rynxus became a knew man, he was proud of his skill and knew who he was. He would no longer steal and kill the innocent but would instead become a sharp weapon to be wielded in the name of justice. Rynxus was a changed half-orc, he still felt the rage inside but could now control it and unleash it in controlled bursts.
Rynxus was eager to show how changed he was but was hated in the lands that he was in, known as a murderer and thief. He decided to try his luck in new lands. Rynxus eventually came across Wildgard and settled down, joining Vyckour and the Rosewood Basilica.
Rynxus is currently attempting to start his way at the bottom and will slowly rise after proving himself loyal, honorable and an unbiased form of justice.