Naaruk
Name: Naaruk
Nickname: Gutgrinder
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
Race: Half-Orc
Homeland: Merrowvale
Class: Seeker
Sub-Class: Sorceror
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
Level
10
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 225 lbs
Abilities:
Exploit Openings - Seeker (Open Up/Outmaneuver)
Metamagic - Sorceror (Heightened/Empowered/Subtle Spell)
Improvisation - Seeker
Weakness:
As a Seeker, magic is utilitarian at best to Naaruk. He is capable of buff magics, but very few combat spells are part of his arsenal.
Naaruk's personal goals are more important to him than the party's well-being. As long as their strength aids his goals, he will follow and assist, but only if he believes he is gaining something from the union.
Half-Orc blood tends to irritate easily, and when something stands to halt his progress towards his goals, Naaruk will "remove" that obstacle as necessary.
Personal Items and Weapons:
1 - Warclub carved from the bone of a large beast
1 - Hunting horn
1 - Set of dice
1 - Water skin
1 - 50 foot length of rope
1 - Set of general bed supplies
Appearance:
Naaruk is a large Half-Orc by comparison, raised specifically due to his size. He is bald by choice, frequently trimming what hair attempts to grow. He has a scar down the right side of his face, a close call from his days as a gladiator. When Naaruk reaches into his soul to cast magic, his left eye turns golden for the duration. Two small white tusks protrude from his lower lip, a clearer sign of his Half-Orc blood. His skin is a light forest green.
Oddities: Naaruk has a difficult time understanding idioms or things of that nature. He speaks directly without unecessary interpretation. He also enjoys nature, often taking time to observe local flora and fauna.
Personality: Naaruk is observant. He takes in his surroundings to form the most optimal plan before acting. A careful skillset of combat and survival have made him untrusting and quick to react to potential threats. Despite this, he is not unfriendly, but distant. Willing to make bonds with those who may benefit his end goals, he doesn't waste time with people that do not serve a purpose.
Bio Naaruk, like many, doesn't really recall what happened before...whatever caused him to forget. However, he had a few trinkets to give him some hints. His club was forged from bone, likely something he had killed. He had a piece of paper declaring his freedom, naming him "Gutgrinder". A spark of memory, perhaps, that he had previously been captured by a slave ring and forced into gladiator rings. Apparently he had done well enough to be given freedom. He employed his skills in battle as a freelance mercenary for quite a while, earning gold to keep food in his belly and a roof over his head. Wanting more than to be a sellsword, he turned his extra gold towards books. Through studious learning, he awakened a small bead of magic within himself. He considered himself a Seeker, but now he could also be a Sorceror. There was more to learn, and he'd find a way to learn it.
Likes:
Nature
The pursuit of knowledge and the arcane
Winning through surrender
Dislikes:
Indecision
Poor food
Abuse of power towards those who cannot stand for themselves
Fears: There are not a lot of fears that jump to Naaruk's mind. Failure is one, or perhaps the inability to complete his goals due to circumstances he can't control.