ESOPlayer31

Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.”

"Mhm..." *He hummed, arms crossed as he gazed at the old hag* "Of the blood, but  not raised by the blood." *Ulfrek said firmly, flashbacks would run through his mind*: Ulfrek was abandoned by his mother when he was just a baby, left in the woods near Norland, but the baby uruk was soon found by a lumberjack who took him to his cabin. The lumberjack, depite knowing the boy's dangerous heritage, raised him as his own. He taught the boy everything he knew: How to hunt, how to live off the land, and how to survive in the harsh, unforgiving world. The boy, though different from the man, grew strong, learned to track animals and developed a deep respect for life in the wild. Together, they spent countless days hunting in the forests, the lumberjack carefully guiding the boy to ensure he never turned that aggression towards people. As the boy grew, so did his strength. By the time he was 18, he was a full-grown Uruk, with strength and discipline. But one day, while fighting a wolf with his father, his bloodlust overtook him. In the verge of his bloodlust he had killed the wolf, and accidentally he had harmed his father too. Terrified and horrified at the sight of the man on the ground, the Uruk froze. He saw the fear in his father's eyes and looked down at his hands, covered in blood. The guilt was suffocating. In a panic, he fled to the wilderness, leaving behind his old man, not daring to face the consequences of his loss of control.