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Born and raised in Krugmar he was just like any Orc, full of spirit and will to fight. Ever since young age he all way's challenged other Orc's, often older then him for a spar. As expected the older Orc's were ruthless to him during spar's this made Aslaar realize how cruel the world was, but it also allowed him to thicken his skin. His true passion in life was to become a fighter known by the whole world. To one day be head of Krugmar, but those were only dreams of a young little Orc. As he started growing up he realized there is more then fame and glory. He had to put food on the table for his mother and father. Since as they got older they couldn't work any more, or take care of their food. The only person helping him in keeping the household together was his brother. Aslaar and his brother were inseparable. Sometimes late at night his brother and him would sneak out and go to the training grounds to polish their skills. So now, the only person Aslaar can be thankful to is his brother, for helping him archive his goals of becoming a strong warrior. As year's went by his parent's got sick, deadly sick. The first to die was his mother, she died in peace, sleeping. But his father on the other side died in pain and agony, Aslaar remember's his fathers' last word's very well, he said "Latz bub'hozh mi kub." Aslaar was stunned by finally getting recognition from his father. As his father said those word's his body lifelessly just laid there. But Aslaar didn't cry, he turned all his sadness in to passion, a passion to make his childhood dream's come true! (( And this is where the story continues if my application is accepted :D ))

PS: I have played another RolePlay server for 3 year's, so I am very experienced with roleplaying.