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Gorlakon
Warlord Gorlakon af Munso
| Name | Gorlakon |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Warlord |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Garth Agarwen |
| Kinship | Aevilok Hersveit |
| Outward Appearance | Race/Ethnicity: Rhudaurian Skin Tone: Caucasian Height: 5 ft 5. Build: One would call him stocky, very well built. Some would compare his muscle to an ox. Eyes: A blueish Grey. Tattoos, Piercings, Marks, Scars, etc.: On the shaven sides of his head, he has an eagle in flight on each side. Appearance: The man has an air of authority, and brotherhood. He always has a confident step, though one thing about the man that is especially notable, or rather, two things, is his hard gaze, and the ridiculously charming smile. Religion: He has a deep respect, which is near worship for Ivar and the Wights, for aiding in the preservation of Garth Agarwen. The Red Maid, as any man of Creoth does, is whom their prayers go to. Gorlakon is known to sacrifice regularly to the Maiden, and feast in her name. Education: At a young age, and even now, the man has had a large interest in lore, and his peoples history. His knowledge is usually concerned with matters of war, though he also has on-hand experience with raiding, and slaughter. He is also known to have 'An arm of Iron, and a tongue of Silver' noting how the man can fight, as well as be diplomatic. Languages spoken: Rhudaurian, Westron Weapons : A bronze war-axe is almost always at his belt, usually used with his rounded shield of red oak. Sometimes he will be seen with a small brace of throwing axes, though he seems to prefer, like many of his kin, the sling, bearing a small pouch of lead bullets. He'd tie his sling around his head as if it was a headband, or around his middle as a belt. Special Abilities/Skills: During a fight, or right before, the man will drive himself into a berserk rage, making the Warlord a formidable foe as he fights almost entirely by instinct rather then processed thought. |
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Background
Gorlakon af Munso, Cheiftan of the Creoth, and Warlord of Garth Agarwen, was known to be a man of the Word, and the Axe. Having fought in the Shield-Wall of his Uncle, who was chieftain of the Munso before him, he has won renown by fighting long and hard against their rivals. He was known around the tribes of Rhudaur as a bit more wild, and dangerous War-Leader, with soaring ambition. His ambition only grew when his Uncle was slain during a battle, and he proclaimed the new Chieftain. From there, the story of Gorlakon is widely known, leading daring assaults, up to the slaughter of his tribe in Garth Agarwen which led to his exile, only to return and set upon the Throne of Garth Agarwen as Warlord, uniting the lesser tribes, and absorbing them into the Creoth,
| Friends | Navdakel, Abyssia, Havaldr, Zorzimril, Yisabelle |
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| Relatives | A brother, though very little is known of him, as Gorlakon barely makes mention. |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Plots, Mushrooms, Battle, and Rhudaur |
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| Hates | The Iron Crown |
| Motivation | To see Rhudaur rebuilt, in his life time, or the next. |
| Quotes | "We are united by blood and bone. We are Rhudaur." |
Gorlakon's Adventures
| Feasts and Plots | 7 years 11 months ago |
| War in the North: Need to March | 9 years 1 month ago |
| War in the North: Cold Welcome | 9 years 11 months ago |
| War in the North: The March to War: A Back Door | 10 years 8 months ago |
| War in the North: The March to War: A Munsos thought | 10 years 10 months ago |
