Arglos, a female Orc, hails from the city of San’Raakh. In her childhood, was a quiet, more reserved Orc. Arglos preferred to keep to herself, though found joy in combat when she had been taught at an early age. At age three, she’d work as an apprentice for a smith, delivering smaller objects about her settlement, such as nails, horseshoes, and the occasional dagger. She’d continue to work at the smith as an apprentice until age eight, where she had a accident with the forge. The accident had resulted in her arm being burnt to a point of no return, with the Elders deciding to amputate her right arm. With her missing arm, Arglos found herself struggling for a time. She’d given up her work at the smith, deciding to further her education for a period of time. Eventually, Arglos would give up her pursuit of education, finding herself far too bored with the subject. At age ten, she had decided she’d finally work on her combat skills.
Though she was determined to prove herself, she found herself unable to do much other than defend herself. When she was 18, Arglos had decided she would be little use to herself or others at San’Raakh, deciding to travel. She had ventured off to the underground city of San’Strok. While walking about, Arglos had caught sight of a small goblin scurrying about. Suspecting the little green lad was up to no good, Arglos had followed at a distance. When she had witnessed the goblin pick a small coin purse off of a man, Arglos had approached the goblin, threatening to tell the guard on the small fiend. When the goblin had noticed her missing arm, he had offered her an exchange, if she didn’t tell the guard, he would make her an arm. Arglos had reluctantly accepted this trade with the goblin.
Over time, the Orc woman found herself considering the green goblin a friend. She’d show Ick, said goblin friend, some of Orcish culture. She’d introduce him to the “Klomp”, where she assumed he enjoyed viewing the brawls. However, Arglos tended to stray a bit from her goblin friend whenever another Orc was nearby. Arglos felt content with one goblin skittering about at her feet, though when meeting another, she felt a bit odd. Now, with two goblins at her feet, Arglos follows about Ick wherever he may go, and whatever friends he might bring along with him.
The Orc woman would take a few steps forward on the port, noticing the man who had skittered up to her. Arglos would blink a few times, staring down at the man with a hint of confusion. As the man chattered on, Arglos would look over her shoulder towards the boat she had just stepped off from. She’d then turn her attention to her prosthetic arm, swiping off any sort of dirt or debris that found itself on it. Recalling the small man, she’d look back down to the man who awaited a response, tilting her head slightly before grumbling, “I’m here for my friends. Move, tiny.” Pushing past the well-dressed tiny man, Arglos would trudge forwards in the direction of the bustling stalls.
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