Post by Chris on Nov 23, 2007 3:32:12 GMT
Cannon/Original: Original
Name: Druk Kilikin
Age: 25
Birthday: Unknown
Type: Ork Warg-Rider
Personality: Honourable within reason, but is destructive to his enemies.
Likes: Druk likes riding his warg. He likes fighting. He enjoys watching trolls rip apart enemy forces.
Dislikes: Druk dislikes being kept out of a fight. He is young and wants glory.
Skills: Warg-Riding, Swordplay, and Javelin-throwing.
Weaknesses: Is brash, ruthless, and hates to be forced to take captives.
General Appearance: He looks like a normal orc, but has a scar right across his left cheek. He usually wears leather armor, with metal studs, and carries a orcish sword, and a wooden buckler.
Family: The nearest thing Druk has to a family is his Ala, or cavalry unit.
History: At the age of 23, Chris was captured by Saruman, and was turned into an orc. After this, he was known as Druk, and has no memories before 24.
Sample Post: Druk held up his hand and halted his Ala. His warg sniffed the air, and growled. Druk drew his javelins, and looking to the distance, saw about 5 Gondorian knights come over the horizon. He raised up his javelin, and cast it expertly into the stomach of the lead knight. The knights faltered, and Druk pulled out his sword and buckler, and charged. The Knights saw the wargs coming, and turned their horses around and started to flee. Druk started to charge faster and faster, his warg eating up the distance between him and the knights. He came up behind one and slashed his sword through the knight's neck, killing him instantly. He pushed his warg on and on, killing another and swiftly outpacing his ala. He sent his sword straight through the knight's back, and twisted. He pulled his sword free again, and the knight fell to the ground, toppling his horse. He kept on charging, and the last knight turned to face him. Druk raised his buckler to block the sword blow, and drove his sword in under the knight's guard. He regrouped with his Ala, and his second-in-command, Juik, passed back to Druk the javelin he had cast. "I found this stuck in a corpse, and thought you might need it."
"Thank you, Juik. If we press on, we may reach the next outpost by night. Ready the ala while I feed my Warg."
Name: Druk Kilikin
Age: 25
Birthday: Unknown
Type: Ork Warg-Rider
Personality: Honourable within reason, but is destructive to his enemies.
Likes: Druk likes riding his warg. He likes fighting. He enjoys watching trolls rip apart enemy forces.
Dislikes: Druk dislikes being kept out of a fight. He is young and wants glory.
Skills: Warg-Riding, Swordplay, and Javelin-throwing.
Weaknesses: Is brash, ruthless, and hates to be forced to take captives.
General Appearance: He looks like a normal orc, but has a scar right across his left cheek. He usually wears leather armor, with metal studs, and carries a orcish sword, and a wooden buckler.
Family: The nearest thing Druk has to a family is his Ala, or cavalry unit.
History: At the age of 23, Chris was captured by Saruman, and was turned into an orc. After this, he was known as Druk, and has no memories before 24.
Sample Post: Druk held up his hand and halted his Ala. His warg sniffed the air, and growled. Druk drew his javelins, and looking to the distance, saw about 5 Gondorian knights come over the horizon. He raised up his javelin, and cast it expertly into the stomach of the lead knight. The knights faltered, and Druk pulled out his sword and buckler, and charged. The Knights saw the wargs coming, and turned their horses around and started to flee. Druk started to charge faster and faster, his warg eating up the distance between him and the knights. He came up behind one and slashed his sword through the knight's neck, killing him instantly. He pushed his warg on and on, killing another and swiftly outpacing his ala. He sent his sword straight through the knight's back, and twisted. He pulled his sword free again, and the knight fell to the ground, toppling his horse. He kept on charging, and the last knight turned to face him. Druk raised his buckler to block the sword blow, and drove his sword in under the knight's guard. He regrouped with his Ala, and his second-in-command, Juik, passed back to Druk the javelin he had cast. "I found this stuck in a corpse, and thought you might need it."
"Thank you, Juik. If we press on, we may reach the next outpost by night. Ready the ala while I feed my Warg."