Friday, April 10, 2009

PC: Mmirg, half-orc warden

Mmirg was born, his father is fond of saying, to the wild.

Less than two decades ago, Mmirg Lightstep entered the world and the village of Threeflower as the first and only son of a human woodsman and a half-orc barbarian woman. Years earlier, Capen Lightstep was discovered pinned beneath a log after an amateurishly created deadfall he was trying to dismantle fell apart around him. His rescuer was Annat k'Brek, an orc barbarian who had left her homelands to wander in search of adventure. Annat left Threeflower shortly after saving Capen, but came back often over the years, eventually taking the quiet woodsman as her husband.

Threeflower is a trading village on the Western slope of the Shrouded Vale, and dwarves, halflings and even the occasional tiefling are not uncommon sights; the birth of a half-orc was unusual, but barely worth comment among the locals. This would change, however, as Mmirg grew from a rambunctious child to a thrill-seeking and often brash young man.

Gossip of Mmirg's latest exploits — throwing himself from the Council House roof, gleefully fighting a gang of trappers single-handedly, shamelessly attempting to bed any and all women in the village — became common currency in the community. Combined with his tendency to loudly proclaim himself, "Mmirg the Mighty," "Mmirg the Magnificent," or any of a dozen other honorifics, the villagers came to view Mmirg with a mix of amusement and annoyance.

With Annat often joining an adventuring party for months, sometimes years, at a time, Capen took it upon himself early to try and balance his son's fiery disposition. In youth Mmirg would join his father in the forests and glens of Shrouded Vale, learning lore and surprising himself by finding a measure of peace in the wilderness. He also surprised himself — and everyone who knew him — when he somehow tapped into the primal force of nature.

Some said it was because Mmirg was a force of nature himself, but his father knew nature unrestrained was heavy with the potential for disaster. He sent his son to a Warden's Hall, where he could learn to expand and use his gifts in service to the wild.

Now after years of training Mmirg is as confident as ever, fiercely protective of the natural world he feels has chosen him as a favored son, and following his own path to adventure and what he is sure will be a celebrated destiny.

1 comment:

Dave said...

I haven't even read the bio yet, but I wanted to say...

That is a cool name.

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