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[b]Name:[/b] Urshok
[b]Aliases/Nicknames:[/b] The Dread Knight
[b]Age:[/b] 37
[b]Sex:[/b] Male
[b]Race:[/b] Human (Orshenian)

[b]Appearance:[/b] Urshok is very muscular, and stands at 6'6".  His eyes are a blood red when he wears his winged helmet but are blue otherwise -- the helmet merely providing an illusion to strike fear into his foes.  His head is entirely bald, and adorned in blue arrow shaped tattoos. His body is covered in numerous scars; by most standards would be considered quite unattractive.  His demeanor is mostly very serious and cold, but in his off-time he carries himself much more relaxed.

[b]Carried Weapons:[/b] A worn broadsword that radiates a chilling aura -- even touching the blade can result in frostbite to someone without Orshenian blood.  He carries a dagger at his hip as well, but there is nothing special about it.

[b]Worn Armor:[/b] His winged helmet and and a hodge-podge of whatever he's managed to scavenge from past defeated foes, currently crude chainmail.  He carries a roundshield from his homeland, in the shape of a horned skull, and its metal is strong enough to deflect nearly any blow.

[b]Miscellaneous Items:[/b] The amulet around his neck is jet black and he has carried it ever since leaving Orshen, and is enchanted to absorb the spells of lesser-magicians.

[b]Supernatural/Superhuman Abilities:[/b] He has some control over supernatural winds which aid greatly in things like sailing, or blowing slower projectiles and arrows away.  He may also conjure small floating orbs of light that are useful for lighting dark places or blinding unsuspecting foes.

[b]History:[/b] Urshok's home of Orshen was a great fortress island that stood for hundreds of years, dominating the Black Sea on a world parallel to Earth.  His people were ruthless and cruel, taking whatever they wanted from the neighboring lands, and their mastery of magic and warfare was such that only fools dared retaliate.  Such was their power that word eventually reached Aku, who decided they would make excellent soldiers in his empire.  First he came with bribes, and then with threats, and when they still did not submit he razed their cities to the ground, and saw to it that their entire island was plunged beneath the waves.

Few survived; Urshok among them, who was a young guardsman at the time, too low in social standing to be afforded a respectable position, or to be taught greater magics.  Those few survivors went their separate ways, convinced their people were fated to die.  He survived in his world for some time as a wandering adventurer, a mercenary, and in his travels he came to respect the varied people and cultures of the world.  Although still a conqueror at heart, the cruelty he had been taught by his people was greatly diminished from these experiences.

Eventually in his travels he found what he was looking for; a portal to Earth, to the dimension that Aku ruled with an iron fist.  It had been decades since Orshen fell, and he thought himself the last survivor of his people.  Though probably a suicide mission, he thought there would be no better end to the Orshenian legacy than to fall in combat with the great demon itself.