Tridus
Half orc paladin
Malakai
Mindless brute by society until…
Found God of protection Helm
Now a Wander fate seeking individual
I was born to a human mother in a city who left me to an orphanage. Growing up I watched my friends get adopted until there was none but me. Slowly Astred, the head mistress became like a mother to me. I helped her with chores and even began being prayed for my help when I came of age. I was always scary. Always the brute
Kids picking on me turned to guards searching me without explanation. I kept my head down but always wished I could use my strength and my tongue to inspire others and keep the dangers of the world away from theme. When a military recruiter came to my small city was the day I had hope. He was testing the strength of the others at the village. It seemed there was no one who passed. I gave it a shot and passed with flying colors. Just like that I was off. I was to be infantry fighting an invading force. The day that battle calmed we were grossly outnumbered. The infantry were all sent to die. I laid stared down my adversary and accepted my fate. The moment expected to die I was saved. The nearest town had a temple to helm that heard of the battle and decided to try to save as many as they could I was one of them. I was tough the value of my strength. After a few years with them I was sent to spread the word of helm. And protect those who need it. I was to follow signs of my lord to find my path in this world. I was told by Ragvar the human who saved my life that I know my journey is over when my final sign reaches me.
He was a blacksmith apprentice when a child, later he refined his skills in the military.
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