Rexx

Player: Uthaniel

Character Full Name: Rexx Bloodfang

Character In-Game Name: Rexx

Association(s): The Horde

Race: Orc

Class: Warrior

Age: 40

Sex: Male

Hair: Black

Eyes: Grayish cyan.

Weight: 330 lbs without armor. Easly hits 500 lbs with full plate armor. Around 430 lbs with "casual" armor. (See in-game)

Height: 7'

Usual Garments/Armor: Rexx wears two different sets of armor normally. A dark/red set of full plate orcish armor he uses at times of war, and a set of ligther plate armor during times of peace/when not fighting.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral.

Personality: Calm and calculating outside of battle. He tends to be quiet, but he won't brush anyone off, and generally tries to maintain a conversation if anyone tries to talk to him, given that they're from his faction. He will, however, respect someone who proves to be a valuable warrior. In combat, all this is dropped as he completely gives in to bloodlust and rage, simply caring to drive his sword through his opponent.

History: Rexx was born four years before the first war. He was taken with his parents to Azeroth as soon as the orcs marched to those lands, as his parents were warriors. The boy saw his mother and father get killed right in front of his eyes, but was saved by a grunt and thus was raised by the Warsong Clan, being trained and taken from warrior to warrior. He barely knew the warm embrace of a mother, but he knew the cold edge of a blade better than anyone else, and how to use it.

By the time he was nine, Doomhammer took control of the Horde. This was great news to Rexx, who admired Orgrim for his honor and fierceness in combat, seeing him as role model of sorts. His training continued, always moving from grunt to grunt, from warrior to warrior, never staying in one place for too long, until the squad he was in got captured by the humans when he was about twenty two years of age. Even though he fought valiantly, he had to flee the battle, but continued to meet with the Warsong clan as was expected from his squad.

In safety with Warsong, Rexx's battles continued, attempting to free his companions held in the human camps. Thrall then appeared with Orgrim, which Rexx gladly followed, and united all three clans under his flag, freeing all orcs soon after. The shaman never quite earned Rexx's respect due to his peaceful ways. Rexx only knew battle his whole life, living in constant war and training. Thrall's pacificist approach seemed to be a sign of weakness he didn't appreciate, but he trusted Orgrim's decision on the new Warchief, and followed him blindly as such, into the Third War and beyond.

Rexx never quite bothered to wonder why he fought or even seeking(should be seek) a different meaning to his life; his position as a grunt of the horde was all that mattered to him, fighting and slaying their opponents in war being the reason to his existence. In the war against the Alliance, he killed humans. In the war against the Scourge, he killed undead. In the war against Illidan, he killed demons. And now, in the war against Arthas, he killed undead again. But the times of peace have made the veteran warrior restless. He grew tired of sitting around watching his people grow lazy without battle and grow fat with meat and ale. He longed for battle, and if none brought it to him, he'd take it to them.