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Garak the Forsaken
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« on: October 17, 2007, 10:33:47 PM »

Name: Garak (pronounced GAH-rahk) the Forsaken

Gender: Male

Age: 45

Race: Orc

Tribe: Volkek-Oshra

Occupation: Having amassed a minute fortune through his service to the Red Tower, the orc does little to manage his finances, preferring to wander through the utopia projected by his blemished psyche.

Title:  To be decided

Height: 2 peds

Weight: 220 ods

Eyes:  Karikrimson

Hair: Nor’sidian

Character Portrait:  It should be noted that this picture was sketched in during a more youthful stage of Garak's life.  Slight differences between currrent and past appearances should be anticipated.



Appearance:

Too elegant to be orc, yet too crude to resemble a human, Garak appears an interesting mixture between his bestial heritage and intellectual upbringing.  Though hygienically concerned, even by elven standards, the swordsman resides in a perpetual state of dishevelment.  Nor’sidian locks, caked into a solid mass by years grime, surge forth from beneath inadequate restraints, plastering themselves alongside a worry-creased face before melding into the deep confines of an unkempt beard.  Thick tendrils of hair, framing Karikrimson eyes, sway gently in tune with the rocking the orc’s body.  Perhaps the Volkek’s best feature, infinite pools, thoroughly tarnished by the vibrant blood of the dead, straddle the mage’s broad nose.

An interesting shade of heavily dilute mud provides slight coloring to otherwise bland features.  Following a perfectly oval contour, the beast’s broad nose and low-set cheekbones seem to lack a third dimension, forcing one to contemplate if one would be able to distinguish the combatant should he twist sideways.  Deep crevices weave intricately across thick, water-forsaken skin, overshadowing any traces discernible mouth and endowing an elderly appearance. 

Protruding slightly to accommodate powerful jaws, Garak’s inhuman maw further alludes to a foreign ancestry.  Shattered fangs designed for rending flesh from bone, resemble the colorings of Golden Rain, and erupt fiercely, shattering the endearing demeanor of the aged orc.  Unable to vocalize a sound aside for a guttural, deep throated roar, the warrior’s red maw quakes visibly even when producing the most placid replies.

Standing at a massive two peds in height, Garak’s lithe physical build contrasts the strapping forms of his orcish brethren.  Dense skin swathes thick muscles, remnants of Yaar’s intense training, and envelops all but the deepest of wounds.  Several of these such scars, hideous jagged chunks of severed flesh, dot the retired guard’s weathered form, the noticeable being the absence of majority of the left shoulder and upper thigh.  Stiff, unharmonious motions, caused by the lack of muscle and bone, jerk the remainder of Garek’s form in a slow, rocking motion that passes for walking.  Massive hands and feet, large enough to consume the face of a prepubescent child end mangled limps, further hampering attempts at fine motion, to clumsy bumbles that reaffirm the belief of orcish stupidity.

Clothing:

Combining typical tribal clothing with a utilitarian view of life, Garak has developed a unique, though often repulsively chaotic, sense of fashion.  A loose-fitting shirt of fine silk elegantly envelops the warrior’s torso, its caressing touch tantalizing even to the orc’s thick hide.  In design, the garment remains bland, its sole decoration, a natural luster.  Deep red in color, the simple attire impeccably highlights the startling coloring of the mage’s scarlet eyes.

Complementary leggings, of the more coarse wool, embrace lean legs in a tight squeeze, reducing hindrance during the dance of the blades.  A tree-bark brown in color, the pants suspend an interwoven sword belt that holds the substantial weight of Garak’s sword.

A gold medallion dangles from the swordsman’s thick neck, its cool surface, a natural extension of the orc’s body.  Never having sustained a scratch, the mirror images of the pendant’s flawless flame caught in mid-flicker, the refined surface refracting light in an attractive manner.

Personality:

Often receiving a negative first impression, Garak’s maladroit motions illustrate a vast lack of intelligence often associated with the grunting orcish language.  Gauche retorts when engaged in conversation seem to emphasize the swordsman’s idiocy, often ending industrious chatter with long, awkward silences or blanks stares.  In addition, emotion rarely shatters manufactured façade, resulting a frequently blank canvas, unable to be interpreted and often alienating.   As such, coupled with unwarranted exile, his friends are few and far between, imposing refreshing hours of golden silence upon the mage
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