Born a half orc meant pain from day one. Being hated by humans and exiled by elves meant I have been looking after myself. I am always being hunted by the Imperial Elves who want to send a message that leaving the Conclave is evil. Being beaten and scarred my whole life has left me hardened and cold both inside and out. Now I travel the wild looking for my next fight.

I've managed to escape the high elven bounty hunters, staying one step ahead of them at all times. I don't trust any of the Imperial Elves. As far as I can tell, they are murderous monsters who just want to take and consume as much as they can leaving just the scraps for the rest of us.