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Orrin created on 15th of May 2015, and is dead and gone (19 years old, 44 hours, 15 days lifetime)

Title: the Volcano of Infinite Rage, Footman of Valour
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: dwarf berserker

Background history:

  1. New Beginnings - posted at 2015-05-16 13:19:44
New Beginnings
Orrin Ironbeard was born a simple Dwarf. His father was a local metal worker and he never knew his mother, for she died shortly after birthing Orrin. Growing up, he spent much of his time in the shop his father worked in, always asking questions and peeking about. He spent so much time in fact, the other workers dubbed him, 'Ironbeard' due to the large amount of iron shavings that could be seen strewn throughout his beard. Not too long after his fifteenth name day, orcs and goblins raided the city in which he lived, putting everyone to the sword that resisted them. One such being was Orrin's father, though a simply smithy, in his heart he was a giant of a Dwarf. Brave and courageous, he cleaved a path through the onslaught and lead Orrin to safety in the woods just outside the mountain. Terribly wounded, and bleeding, he urged Orrin on to go and restart his life for there was nothing left for him here. Remembering his father's sacrifice, Orrin wandered aimlessly for near two years, living off of instinct alone until he came to the grand city of Valour where as he was fighting a dog for scraps, a humble and majestic man came by and offered him food, water, and shelter. Conspicuous as to the man's intent, Orrin was weary, but hunger and thirst soon forced him to go. Eventually, Orrin realized that what he thought was a trap was nothing more than a kind gesture from a kind man. Orrin recalled the bravery of his father and his sacrifice, and the kind and noble gesture of this man before him. He vowed to do the same. To be as brave and courageous as his father, and to be as kind and noble as the stranger he met. Soon, Orrin began training himself, for he knew in this journey there would be those who would attempt to sway him from his path, and he needed to be ready. Eventually, Orrin thought himself ready and began to seek out the Knights of Valour.


Description:

Scraggly crimson hair grows wildly about his head and down to his shoulders and the uppermost portion seems to have been stuffed under a helm for many a year. His beard is well groomed and has been braided into three separated pieces with the middle being the largest and bits and pieces of iron shavings can be seen strewn through its entirety. Half-lidded dull gray eyes look out at the world with little to no interest, unless of course it's alcohol or food they happen to fall on. Muscle and sinew knot the length of his arms, chest, and legs, allowing him to hold his oversized belly in place. The front of his shirt is covered in beer stains and bread crumbs and sticks out well past his waistline. All in all, he looks to be a typical Dwarf of unstable proportions.


PK stats:

Kills: 0, Deaths: 2 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)
Pinnacle Kills: 1, Pinnacle Deaths: 1 (Ratio: 1, Efficiency: 50%)

Kills by class:
dark-knight: 1,
Killed by class:
dark-knight: 1,



Comments

  1. ewils03 [reply]
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    That was definitely sudden. What happened?
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    1. Andrael [reply]
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      I would refer you to my forum's pic, but he didn't rage...
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      1. Ceridwel [reply]
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        I had high hopes for this guy. Seemed to be a more than capable goodie berserker.
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        1. Andrael [reply]
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          Could have had proved that dwarf zerkers were good.
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