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Despite goblins being on their own quite weak compared to their other orcish counterparts, Krungor was still the runt of his own family. While his other bruddas and ziztaz (brothers Vok and Olkor – sisters Shika and Y’ltra) grew to be exceptional masterminds in the arts of tinkering constructs for war, Krungor was never fond of such interests. He found the endless hours of pouring over schematics and perfecting notation of such machines built for battle to be boring at the best and a waste of his life’s opportunity at the absolute worst. Instead, Krungor looked to mastering the act of social manipulation. He knew his weakness would always be his size and nothing could change that. However, he knew there was strength in numbers and in numbers there was opportunity.

From an early age, growing up in the city of San’Strok, Krungor would convince other young Orcs to fight for him against goblins in different klomp pits to earn any bits or baubles they could garner. He acted as a pseudo manager to these Orcs, picking and choosing opponents that were sure to lose, yet were sure to leave an entertaining fight. Through this, Krungor had created his own small network of contacts at an early age, both Orcs and Goblins alike in the shady underbelly of San’Strok. Though he did not gain immeasurable riches or amass a large amount of fame from such workings, he was still able to create something he was quite proud of. Within time, however, this small business faded into obscurity and he found himself looking for something new.

It would be a long time before Krungor’s life would ever find itself feeling rich and with passion again, however. He began to work in the war industry, helping construct – but not plan or design – a few machines of war. Later on, he found himself with graying hair at such an early age due to his extreme stress as his father, Rutrok, had died and left his family scrambling to pick up on his debts and payments. Countless nights he stayed up, pulling at his hair in despair at his situation feeling as though there must be more to himself, yet knowing that in the end, his life was relatively inconsequential to the events of the world and even more so because of his race. His mother, Kova had also fallen into a small state of despair and he worried for her dearly.

It was when Krungor grew to be around 34 when he found what he had been searching for. Settled nicely in the depths of San’Strok, where most goblins resided, Krungor had found a seedy tavern set aside from the usual clammer and bustle of the goblin city. Looking for a moment of quiet reflection, he found who would become his most trusted confidant and partner, Ick. The two goblins found themselves sharing the same ramshackle table and a small conversation would begin. As they spoke, an interest in the view of goblins sparked. They found themselves feeling disrespected, feeling as though goblins were underappreciated in the world and had always wanted to prove themselves. There, they hatched a plan to create their own conglomerate, a small gathering of goblins and orcs that would band together and utilize their skills to prove themselves to the world.