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Zev was once at home in the hills amongst a proud and strong group of orcs. To outsiders, his mother was one of the more fearsome of the clan, but to Zev, she was a kind and encouraging caretaker... as kind and encouraging as orcs get. Sadly, despite all her strength, and the strength of the entre group, it was no match for the giants that ravaged Zev's home. While he managed to escape, the crashing footsteps haunt him if moments get too quiet. | Zev was once at home in the hills amongst a proud and strong group of orcs. To outsiders, his mother was one of the more fearsome of the clan, but to Zev, she was a kind and encouraging caretaker... as kind and encouraging as orcs get. Sadly, despite all her strength, and the strength of the entre group, it was no match for the giants that ravaged Zev's home. While he managed to escape, the crashing footsteps haunt him if moments get too quiet. | ||
Along his travels, he met a bounty hunter, | Along his travels, he met a bounty hunter, Amber. At first she saved his life, and he followed her out of a sense of duty. Along their travels though, Zev has grown to like the nomadic style of a bounty hunter. It keeps his mind at ease. Focused on one thing, one goal: much gold. There really isn't much room for more than that in Zev's head, but his might makes up for it. Plus Amber keeps track of the important things. Which is for the best considering his inability to lie effectively. | ||