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[h2]Ordric[/h2]

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[b]Race:[/b]
Drakkan
[b]Age:[/b]
182
[b]Element(s):[/b]
Wind and Earth
[b]Height:[/b]
6'9''

[b]Bio:[/b]
Ordric was born to an old nomadic order of the Drakkan people, seekers of the will of the gods, or what was left of it. Practitioners of shamanism and old Drakkan customs, they refused to bend the knee and submit to anything but the gods themselves, believing such servitude to be a distraction from their holy quest and tending of the old shrines. This led to their open defiance of the newly crowned king during the time of the Anathosian wars and later their opposition to the union of the Drakkan and Gemmenite people earning them the ire of the royal family, who no longer able to dismiss them as a nuisance, diverted resources and warriors into seeking out these communities, slaughtering the masses and chaining the survivors in fetters, throwing them into dungeons to rot while they awaited their fate.
Upon his return from the war victorious, the king pardoned those who survived the catacombs of Harand Kor, allowing them to go free and resume their way of life under the condition that they swore fealty and received a brand that would mark them out and serve as a reminder of their transgressions. Many accepted these terms, and instead of returning to their old lives, melted away into the newly forming communities, eking out what miserable existence they could. Yet a few took this brand and resumed their pilgrimage, turning the mark of shame into their own symbol, later using it to mark initiates in their order who showed skill and promise.

Ordric shares many of the orders views, much of which has drastically changed in their time under a king, their disgust of Drakkan interbreeding with Gemmenites still remains, but the order over time had become more royalist in nature, realizing the true strength that comes from a united people. Keeping what grievances for the crown and its practices aside, the order did its best to become the leading group on all matters religious and spiritual in the courts they traveled between, transforming into wandering, warrior priests that dabbled in healing and soothsaying. Although many utilized their talents, the order still found itself ostracized and abused by its kinsmen for the next 100 years or so, til finally they were granted the kings protection, an act that saved them from the brink of ruin and ultimately bound them closer to the royal family. However their numbers still dwindle, as few elect to join them and fewer still survive the trials of priesthood.

Ordric has a bitter and grim view of his fellow Drakkan, but does well to mask his disdain, often appearing to be enigmatic. Carrying the memory of his orders past has also made him more morose and at times even wistful in his private moments, believing himself apart from his own kind. Although often vocal of his misgivings of the Drakkan Gemmenite relationship, Ordric only half shares the sentiment of his order, curious to find out for himself just who the Gemmenites are as a people.

[b]Other:[/b]
Ordric has his orders [url=https://i.imgur.com/v3U3jg6.jpg]mark[/url] branded on his right cheek, and possesses a Black ridge fox, called Ripper as a companion.

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