Grakdo

Grakdo

Late 20's

Monk, previously a Warrior

Mag'Har Orc, Laughing Skull (Father) and Frostwolf (Mother)

Originally from Gorgrond, Draenor Currently Nomadic, wanders around Kalimdor, will stop by Orgrimmar from time to time He works as a Mercenary, when he can be bothered

Grakdo is Honorable to a fault, Loyal, Likes animals and can speak both Basic and Orcish

Height: 5'6, yes he's a short orc

Eyes: Right eye is blind, left eye is a fierce Orange

Appearance: Grey skin, ritualistic piercings and marking. Flat nose, pointed ears and a persistent look of smug-amusement on his face no matter the occasion. Slashes across arms and upper torso meant to mark honors and kills, most of them self-proclaimed

Background:

Grakdo was born into a world where Draenei and Orc fought side by side to drive the Burning Legion out of Draenor. Behind his mask he carries with him the dauntless ferocity of the Laughing Skull tempered by the cold determination and loyalty of a Frostwolf. Grakdo often wonders how his mother and father would react if they ever saw how ferociously the orc tore apart the Draenei who turned against his people.

He was there when the final battle took place, when the heroes from another world helped defend the Mag'Har holdings from the treachery of the Ogres and watched as they rained destruction on the Draenei fanatics that threw themselves at the gate. The heroes and the Mag'har killed many that day, but many more were lost in the chaos. No matter how many Draenei died trying to breach the gate, the tide of wrath and zealotry could not be stemmed.

Grakdo stood, war-clubs in each hand, ready to sell his life as dearly as possible in what seemed to be a losing battle. But then, there was a flash of light and...