Lurking Krog

Ouroboros - A Viking/Mythology Inspired RP

Bóthilda had fallen asleep at the table while he uncle talked and drank. He shook her roughly to wake her up.

"Time for us to go niece. A bed would serve better than a table to sleep at." He says with a laugh. She looked around quickly and saw many of the patrons had left including the Thanes she was watching earlier. Wearily she nodded and got up to walk out with her uncle to return to the carts. When the stepped out side she heard the four men stumbling up the street to the castle and looked up their way before turning to follow her uncle the other way to where they had left the cart.

They had only walked a few pages before hearing the sounds of fighting coming from up the street. Bóthilda half turned and looked back up the street to see the figures standing over the four thanes. She turned the rest of the way and started back up the street only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder. Her uncle had grabbed her and pulled her back a bit.

"I'll get help, don't do anything foolish or get yourself killed. Your young and a good fighter but you are not invincible." With that he hurried towards the gates where the city guard were.

Bóthilda pulled her axe from the loop it was kept in and started back up the street in a light jog. When she got only ten feet away she broke into a full run ramming her left shoulder into the nearest figure, who was holding a man (Gorlund) down knocking the attacker down. That drew the attention of the other two and they move to strike at her with their sticks and wooden maces. Instinctively she raised her right arm, which would have normally had a shield, to block the blow from the man in front of her as she shifted out from the other man's attack. Her shield however was still at the cart so the stick hit hard causing her to pull her arm back quickly in pain grunting some as well. She lashed out with her axe in return splitting the stick and drove the axe head into the person's chest when they tried to block. The person dropped bodily to the ground not moving and Bóthilda readied herself as the person she had knocked over got up and the other was moving farther to her left to flank her. On top of that Bóthilda hadn't noticed the fourth figure detaching itself from the shadows of the ally.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - The Orcish Mercenary Saga

Nac'mrah

Name: Nac’mrah Gromer

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Breed: Pure-blood orc.

Appearance: 7’5” grey-green skin and weighs approximately 350 pounds, muscular build, maintains a shaved head except for a braid that goes from the top of his head down to his lower back, no facial hair, eyes are grey, always wears a leather strap around his neck that runs through twenty-three elf ears and fifteen human ears, both arms are painted red up to the middle of his upper arm.

Wears rough spun breeches and a bear fur cloak when not in armor.

His back and chest are crisscrossed scars from his time as a slave. He also bears a brand on the right side of his face shaped like a sickle and scythe also accompanied by a scar going from the left part of his forehead to the right side of his chin.

Abilities/skills:

Cleave: brings the axe head of the halberd down with such force it renders armor easily and is liable to remove limbs.

Hook ‘n Pull: Using the hook on the back of the halberd Nac’mrah can pull an man off a horse or off his feet to the ground.

Call to arms: Sounds his warhorn to call the other orcs to arms when battle is to be engaged. Can also be quite demoralizing especially when backed by the sounding drums.

Equipment:

Halbred (ten foot long pole, axe head and the point at the tip are kept sharp.)

Heavy plate breastplate with underlying chainmail, chainmail greaves with plate fastened to the thighs and calfs. Fur boots with bits of metal plate secured to it. Visored helm adorned with a skull on top held in place with a spike. Chainmail sleeves are all the protect his arms. The plate armor he wears has red paint stripes over the chest piece and the back.

Elven dagger he stole from his master after killing him and most of his family. Uses it to cut the ears off to add to his collection.

Iron banded warhorn

History:

Nac’mrah was born a slave. His father originally was a free orc captured by a slaver attack on his mountain tribe. His mother was a born a slave as he was. He has a half sister, same mother, who is half elf as well. His father had beaten the mentality of blood is blood, more simply kin is kin, no matter what. With that he took to protecting his sister.

His master was a human who had married an elf. Their children made up most of the overseers for the slaves and the house.

Life as a slave was brutal though not as bad as in tribal life, though the other male orcs slaves had constantly fought to establish dominance. Nac'mrah had been on the bottom until he was around the age of ten when he was final starting to get strong enough to fight back. By the age of twelve he had established himself as dominate over many of the other orcs.

Now outside of the male orcs trying to establish dominance their masters had often had the more defiant ones whipped, which was most of them. Nac’mrah was one of them, have earned many of his lashes from simply defying what he was told to do or running away. The whippings never did take, they simply made him hate whips and half elves/half humans. Around his thirteenth year his father had ran off after hearing of an orc mercenary band forming and sought to join them leaving his son behind though planning to return eventually to take him. He was brought back two days later and whipped in front of the others than hung to make an example. Nac’mrah had been begun to plan and organize an uprising that night.

The next morning he walked up to where his father hung to cut him down. One of his master's sons confronted him and told him to return to the fields. Nac’mrah ignored him and cut the rope with the bill he carried. The half elf unfurled his whip and struck Nac’mrah across the face leaving one final scar. When the man brought the whip down again Nac’mrah grabbed the whip and pulled him down then strangled him with it. He took the horn from the corpse and blew it to signal the others to attack.

In the end only the wife and daughter of the former slave master were left alive. Both were missing their left ear, at the hand of Nac’mrah with the knife he took from his master after impaling him with the bill, bound to the oak tree in the center of the grove the mother maintained, and gagged to prevent them from using their knife ear magic. The grove was put to the torch and the rabble band of ex-slaves headed to the last known direction of the newly formed mercenary band driving cattle, sheep, and pigs they took from the farm as well as grain.

From there Nac’mrah had spent two years in the pikes having the discipline beaten into him. It was worse than the beatings he received as a slave. After his first year and a half he began to understand that it was to establish dominance as well. From then he started learning to use the halberd and has recently come up to the ranks of the Chosen.

Personality and Psychological profile:
Hates half human half elves, hates whips, likes to collect ears as trophies. Enjoys burning groves elfa made with the elfs tied to the burning trees.

Relationships and Acquaintances:
Sirhna tree talker (his sister), Koloch, fears Moordekrai.

The Elder Scrolls: Swords & Septims

This looks fun. I really enjoy the Elder Scrolls games. I'll work up a character sheet for this if a spot opens up.

Amberclad Index - A post-apocalyptic journey

Sure, I'll try to get a character sheet up by the end of this weekend.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Still here as well.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - The Orcish Mercenary Saga

Nac'mrah

Name: Nac’mrah Gromer

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Breed: Pure-blood orc.

Appearance: 7’5” grey-green skin and weighs approximately 350 pounds, muscular build, maintains a shaved head except for a braid that goes from the top of his head down to his lower back, no facial hair, eyes are grey, always wears a leather strap around his neck that runs through twenty-three elf ears and fifteen human ears, both arms are painted red up to the middle of his upper arm.

Wears rough spun breeches and a bear fur cloak when not in armor.

His back and chest are crisscrossed scars from his time as a slave. He also bears a brand on the right side of his face shaped like a sickle and scythe also accompanied by a scar going from the left part of his forehead to the right side of his chin.

Abilities/skills:

Cleave: brings the axe head of the halberd down with such force it renders armor easily and is liable to remove limbs.

Hook ‘n Pull: Using the hook on the back of the halberd Nac’mrah can pull an man off a horse or off his feet to the ground.

Call to arms: Sounds his warhorn to call the other orcs to arms when battle is to be engaged. Can also be quite demoralizing especially when backed by the sounding drums.

Equipment:

Halbred (ten foot long pole, axe head and the point at the tip are kept sharp.)

Heavy plate breastplate with underlying chainmail, chainmail greaves with plate fastened to the thighs and calfs. Fur boots with bits of metal plate secured to it. Visored helm adorned with a skull on top held in place with a spike. Chainmail sleeves are all the protect his arms. The plate armor he wears has red paint stripes over the chest piece and the back.

Elven dagger he stole from his master after killing him and most of his family. Uses it to cut the ears off to add to his collection.

Iron banded warhorn

History:

Nac’mrah was born a slave. His father originally was a free orc captured by a slaver attack on his mountain tribe. His mother was a born a slave as he was. He has a half sister, same mother, who is half elf as well. His father had beaten the mentality of blood is blood, more simply kin is kin, no matter what. With that he took to protecting his sister.

His master was a human who had married an elf. Their children made up most of the overseers for the slaves and the house.

Life as a slave was brutal though not as bad as in tribal life, though the other male orcs slaves had constantly fought to establish dominance. Nac'mrah had been on the bottom until he was around the age of ten when he was final starting to get strong enough to fight back. By the age of twelve he had established himself as dominate over many of the other orcs.

Now outside of the male orcs trying to establish dominance their masters had often had the more defiant ones whipped, which was most of them. Nac’mrah was one of them, have earned many of his lashes from simply defying what he was told to do or running away. The whippings never did take, they simply made him hate whips and half elves/half humans. Around his thirteenth year his father had ran off after hearing of an orc mercenary band forming and sought to join them leaving his son behind though planning to return eventually to take him. He was brought back two days later and whipped in front of the others than hung to make an example. Nac’mrah had been begun to plan and organize an uprising that night.

The next morning he walked up to where his father hung to cut him down. One of his master's sons confronted him and told him to return to the fields. Nac’mrah ignored him and cut the rope with the bill he carried. The half elf unfurled his whip and struck Nac’mrah across the face leaving one final scar. When the man brought the whip down again Nac’mrah grabbed the whip and pulled him down then strangled him with it. He took the horn from the corpse and blew it to signal the others to attack.

In the end only the wife and daughter of the former slave master were left alive. Both were missing their left ear, at the hand of Nac’mrah with the knife he took from his master after impaling him with the bill, bound to the oak tree in the center of the grove the mother maintained, and gagged to prevent them from using their knife ear magic. The grove was put to the torch and the rabble band of ex-slaves headed to the last known direction of the newly formed mercenary band driving cattle, sheep, and pigs they took from the farm as well as grain.

From there Nac’mrah had spent two years in the pikes having the discipline beaten into him. It was worse than the beatings he received as a slave. After his first year and a half he began to understand that it was to establish dominance as well. From then he started learning to use the halberd and has recently come up to the ranks of the Chosen.

Personality and Psychological profile:
Hates half human half elves, hates whips, likes to collect ears as trophies. Enjoys burning groves elfa made with the elfs tied to the burning trees.

Relationships and Acquaintances:
Sirhna tree talker (his sister), Moloch, fears Moordekrai.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

@Burning Kitty No just a shortened version of my nickname and last name.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - The Orcish Mercenary Saga

I think I will make an halberd user.

Good to be here!

@Joker892 welcome. The users I've come across here are friendly and helpful so that should make getting started in any rolplays rather easy. I just started here not long ago on a friend's recomendation and found a couple rps to join.

Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi - The Orcish Mercenary Saga

This looks interesting. I'll have to come up with a sheet for this.