Full Name: Ashkrang, son of Nartuk
Age: 20
Class(es): Barbarian 5/Bard 5
Race: Half-Orc
Subrace:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Deity: Katia
Domains (if cleric):
Short Bio/Description: Ashkrang was born from the rape of a young village seamstress 20 years ago, when his father's tribe went on a raiding spree during an especially harsh winter. Nartuk kidnapped the young seamstress, who was named Alicia, and took her with him to use as a slave. When Ashkgrang was born, his mother was disgusted by him, and his father thought him inferior due to his human blood, as did the rest of the tribe. As he grew older, he followed in the footsteps of his father as best he could, raiding and pillaging. However, it didn't seem quite right to him, like there was something else he should be doing. At the age of 15 he picked up his first drum, and that is when he discovered his place in the world and tribe. He brought forth heart-pounding, mind-bending music, inspiring the warriors to do their duty, and bringing joy to those that danced. His music would be considered harsh by non-orcs, but he does not care. Two years ago his tribe was destroyed when a Baron put a bounty on Orc ears, and the locals, desperate for money or just plain greedy, began to hunt the Orcs down. It happened at a time of internal strife within the tribe, so they weren't able to fortify against the humans. Both him and his mother survived, since, while he was ugly, he didn't look quite enough like an Orc for them to bother with. He took her to a local village and dropped her off, telling her to go back to her seamstress lifestyle. He then began to wander, learnign several musical stylings from the humans as he went. Still, he prefered the heart-pounding music of the drum.