Rogash

Information

Player: marwyn42

Character Full Name: Ro’gash Nightrage

Character In-Game Name: Ro’gash

Nickname(s): None

Association(s): The Horde, The Warsong Clan, and Orgrimmar

Race: Orc

Class: Warrior

Skills and Abilities: Ro’gash is a well trained warrior, mostly based around dual-wielding. He knows all the basic abilities and skills of a warrior.

Age: 31

Sex: Male

Hair: Top Knot

Eyes: Blue

Weight: 167kg

Height: 6’8

Appearance

Usual Garments/Armor: A thick helmet, rounded at the top and an opening for the eyes. Cloth hand wrappings and fur bracers. Tattered cloth pants and studded leather boots. His chest is always unclothed.

Other: A scar across his right eye, he still has vision through it. Many scars along his back and chest.

Personality

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Ro’gash has a hate for all those that are not a part of the Horde, especially the Alliance. He will not display this hate publicly, only when he manages to find someone alone, or when he outnumbers his enemy in a situation. Ro’gash is very honor bound, he can respect those who fight well, or display actions of courage. He has a love for anything sweet, edibles to be precise, anything like gum, chocolates, and other candies. Ro’gash tends to write down his life experiences, if something out of the random and unique, or contains meaning happens, he will make note of it in a journal sometime later in the day. He has a burning hate for all elves, be in Sin’dorei or Kal’dorei, in his eyes they are all a bunch of squabbling pansies ready to be slaughtered. Furthermore he is easily angered when commanded to do something, he was born into slavery and anything that reminds him of it will almost force him will lash out. He has no family and no care for anyone as of this current time, he only cares for himself and defending his honor. He lives by a motto “never let your fears decide your fate” that is what had kept him going through his rough times. He never displayed any signs of fear, he just kept going the worse things got.

History

Ro’gash was born to an Orc by the name of Bromna, she was assaulted and he was left for dead on his family’s farm after they were slaughtered. They were slain by a group of raiders, everything of value taken, but the child was hidden, in a secret room at the top of the farmhouse, it was very small and concealed well. The Orc cried and cried, starving and terrified, it wasn’t much longer before a group of scavengers arrived on the property, they searched for anything that may have been left behind. One of the scavengers, the leader, entered the farmhouse and heard a sound coming from the roof, crying, he looked up, staring at it when he noticed a hidden panel, carved from the wood, a square shape.

The scavenger climbed up and pushed open into the roof, he found the young Orc inside and quickly grabbed him; they set off to a nearby human settlement and sold him into slavery. He was tortured through his childhood, he thought it was all normal for this to happen, he never knew what a real life would have been like, Ro’gash became witness to an uprising in the slave ranks and he himself became defiant. He met another Orc named Mro’tun who was much wiser than himself, skilled in combat and very friendly, Mro’tun taught Ro’gash what freedom, honor, and courage meant, he taught him about what there was in life aside from slavery. He taught Ro’gash to ‘never let your fear decide your fate’ and that was the push, Ro’gash became hopeful and the two of them began spreading too the rest of the slaves like a plague, inspiring them to rise up and defy.

The truth was, the slaves outnumbered their ‘overlords’ by a lot, the day came when Ro’gash and his new found friend became of age to lead the other slaves… to victory. They made their attack in the night, sneaking up on the guards when they least expected it, it wasn’t long before their slavers knew what was going on, but it was too late, the slaves and slavers engaged in combat. Ro’gash and Mro’tun were quickly overpowered, theirs fists alone could not fight the bite of steel blades, and lash of whips. Mro’tun pushed Ro’gash away, screaming at him to run, Ro’gash watched as his ‘brother’ was surrounded and beaten nearly to death, he ran. He ran far and fast, towards the coastlines, that was where he met up with The Warsong Clan, Ro’gash joined their ranks learning in the ways of the warrior and he then traveled with them to Kalimdor, to new lands, and to Orgrimmar, where he resides now.