Dylan's Carrion Crown
A brown-skinned half-orc wielding two kukris
Thorg’s first memories are a beating. He doesn’t remember why he was beaten, only that he received it.
The rest of his memories are similar: beatings for no reason, and being treated with disgust when not beaten.
Thorg survived on dirt and scraps, learning to scrounge at a young age among the detritus of his clan, fighting the dogs for food.
When he was 12, the chieftain ordered the clan to attack eastward, against the humans of Lastwall. Called halfhuman all his life, Throg was amazed when the orcs suddenly hated something more than him. Throg was among the shock troops, armed only with a club, that ran screaming at the human lines. As he tried to scale a palisade something struck him in the head, knocking him out. He awoke that night, buried under bodies of orcs. As he dug himself out, a lone, drunk human passed by.
Throg knocked the human senseless and dragged him back to the orcs lines. When he returned with a captive, the other orcs suddenly
gave Throg some respect. He was no longer beaten, and he received warrior training. His captive remained his slave, but Throg couldn’t bear to mistreat him, remembering all the shame and pain he used to suffer.
His slave, who amazingly spoke orcish, showed the proper obedience in public, and coached Throg in private. He also taught Throg about revenge, indoctrinating Throg into cult faith of Cayden Cailean. Eventually, fed up with the mindless violence of his society, Throg left Belkzen for the Ustalav province of Canterwall, setting his captive free.
Shortly after arriving in Canterwall, Thorg made the mistake of entering a small village at dusk. The villagers, long suffering orc raids, attacked Thorg. Realizing his mistake, he refused to harm them and attempted to flee.
Surrounded and about to be lynched, Professor Lorrimer intervened and convinced the villagers a lone half-orc who didn’t fight back was no threat, just a poor traveller on the road. Thorg has been grateful ever since.
While he suffered from severe prejudice of the locals, his strength and fighting skills earned him a begrudged acceptance, so long as he didn’t linger in towns.