Oktar

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Backstory

It is unknown the exact moment or cause that sparked his innate magical talent, but for the better or worse of the realm, Oktar became a conduit of divine magic. It pushed him to near fanaticism of the orcish deity, Gruumsh, believing it to be a gift from the One Eyed God himself. Raised among the nomadic gray orcs, Oktar followed all the practices of the Gruumsh worshiping shamans in his clan. Gruumsh was the center of the dark, primal religion of the orcs, one of brutality, bloodshed, and devastation. Oktar gave himself to Gruumsh due to his new magical gifts, gouging out his own eye as an offering to the god and instilling onto others Gruumsh’s teachings of conquest, slaughter, and strength. Oktar aided his clan’s expansion by aiding his brethren, healing their wounds, and empowering their spirits to fight on and conquer another day. He enlightened (literally) those his clan pillaged with bolts of fire and magical destruction as a way of showing them Gruumsh’s tenets.
One night, a massive earthquake caused the ground of the encampment to split and crack, raising and lowering sections of earth. This was interpreted by the shamans as a clear demand from Gruumsh to scatter and spread the good word to all who will hear. And so it was decided. The shamans of the clan were to spread and expand to every corner of the realm they could reach, as going against Gruumsh’s demand would certainly, according to the shamans, lead to their death. Oktar thought to himself, what better place to spread Gruumsh’s wisdom than the uncharted lands of the Reach Unsung. With a melting pot of warriors and meatbags at this Last Rest Tavern ready to receive his aid, Oktar will empower them through the might and majesty of The One Eyed God.