Duguro

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Player: CappnRob

Character Full Name: Du'guro

Character In-Game Name: Duguro

Nickname(s): N/A

Association(s): The New Horde (formerly, then re-established), Darkspear Tribe

Race: Darkspear Troll

Class: Berserker

Skills and Abilities: Du'guro is a skilled veteran and survivalist, having served the Darkspear tribe through many trials all his life. While he can not sunder lightning from the ground or bladestorm, he is adept in the many uses of axe and shield and bow, and being a troll has his races ability to berserk into a fury.

Age: 49

Sex: Male

Hair: Was once deep red, has since faded to grey and began receeding.

Eyes: One is missing, having been gouged by a murloc. The other is a dull brown.

Weight: 350 lbs

Height: 8'

Appearance

Usual Garments/Armor: His armor is typical of a troll warrior: scaled metal and chainlinks providing flexible, loose protection. His vanbraces are more armored and solid, and on his shoulders he wears ornate pauldrons decorated with skulls and fetishes to give him the Loa's blessings. Also they make him look scary. He has a shield made of boiled, stretched leather and animal skins as well, which bears his family crest.

Other: Du'guro carries a big presense with him. Even races that are larger than he (he himself being large for a Darkspear troll) would notice that Du'guro carries himself in a hefty and heavy-footed way. His voice is also very loud naturally, even when he doesn't yell, giving him a very intimidating air to most people.

Personality

Alignment: Lawful Neutral. Du'guro respects tradition and law above all else, even the ones he may dislike, and has little time for silly notions of ethics.

Du'guro is a troll of his time. He's sexist, xenophobic, and headstrong to a fault. He firmly believes in strength of his culture, and while he is grateful to the orcs for saving the Darkspears from the murlocs, he despises the changes they have brought to his people. He considers the worship of spirits as heretical to his true gods, the Loa, and while not a true "savage" by any stretch, supports even the most dire of troll rituals like corpse drowning and cannibalism, so long as they performmed religiously and appropriately. While Du'guro hates pretty much every race, he does not let that hatred completely blind him from respecting people on an individual basis, although he does so begrudgingly. Except if they're an elf. Screw elves, man. He finds women of any race to be useless at worst and ammusing at best when they try to equal themselves to men. Especially orc women.

History

Du'guro was born on Darkspear Island and really did not have much happen in his life. He was raised by a traditional troll family, being raised to be a ruthless hunter, and a noble warrior, and devoted follower of the gods. He was never one much for the voodoo arts, despite his admiration for them, and so he picked up the axe to serve his people. He became adept at the art of violence, quickly besting other trolls his age in play fights, sometimes seriously hurting them by accident... and sometimes not by accident. At the age of 15 he underwent the trials of adulthood and became an official member of the Darkspear tribe, respected at his age for his piety and strength. He soon took on several mates, the number of which remains inconclusive, but had a difficult time conceiving any children, which he attributed to both not being in the gods' favor and his mates being defective in some way.

However, one day Du'guro would overcome his childless plight, and one of his mates gave birth to a single son, which he named Madugo. While most troll children are raised by women and mothers in a commune of sorts for their early years, Du'guro insisted on raising Madugo privately on his own. To Du'guro, his son was the greatest blessing the Loa have given him, and demanded that he raise him as he sees fit, to make sure he comes out exactly as a good son should. Du'guro found that Madugo had the penchant for communing with the spirits that he himself lacked, and spent much time with his son in raising him to be a powerful witch doctor and soothsayer, and he did so with a gusto that even other trolls would have envied. "Never show weakness, for the gods do not help them!" was the motto he lived by and raised his son with, and such he introduced Madugo to things such as heart removal and corpse drowning, as well as animal sacrifices. Du'guro was to make Madugo the greatest offering to the Loa he could make: a perfect warrior and wiseman. Perhaps, one day, his son would even become a beloved and respected Shadow Hunter.

Unfortunately, Du'guro's dreams for his son would never come to pass. With just a couple of years before Madugo's rites of manhood left, the Sea Witch arrived on Darkspear island and corrupted the local murlocs into savage, violent hordes that began to decimate his people's population. Du'guro, knowing he could not raise his son adequatly in such an environment, postponed his son's tutelage to pick up the shield and axe against the murlocs. He participated in as many battles as he could against them, taking several injuries over the months that passed. He lost his right eye to a murloc arrow: he tore the burst organ from his skull, arrow and all, and consumed it as an offer to the Loa to give him strength to destroy his foes. He was pierced several times in the chest, puncturing his lungs, as well, yet he survived and continued to battle the murlocs. He pushed himself to the limit for the future of his son, but it was not he would save his tribe, but the orcs. He looked at these green skinned strangers with disdain and suspiscion, but was grateful for their salvation, and in honor of their deeds, joined them among other troll warriors and witch doctors in the initial travels to Kalimdor. Once there, Du'guro served the New Horde in helping the Tauren and founding the nation of Durotar, but once all their work had been done, Du'guro had a revelation: the orcs were changing his people's ways. Trolls were being forbidden to carry out sacrifices and rituals to the gods, further still, the ways of the voodoo were being labeled as "evil" and "dark", and the witch doctors were giving up their heritage in favor of the orcish ways of shamanism, worshipping meager spirits instead of true gods. Du'guro was disgusted at what had come to pass, and felt he could never return to his people, or his son, and so he left, vanishing into the wilderness, never to be seen again... until now.

Over a decade has passed since Du'guro's departure from his people. In that time, has has had much to think about. He has come to feel that his retreat was cowardice, and that he should have stayed to defend his people's ways while there was still a chance. Moreso, he abandoned his greatest gift from the Loa: his son, Madugo, and hated himself for it. He did not watch his son become the man he molded him to be, and has not been there as a father for him. Du'guro most atone for these selfish sins he committed out of anger and short-sightedness. He has returned to Orgrimmar, wary and old, to find his son and re-establish his place in Darkspear society.