Twodiks

Born to a rather young orc father, Gnot spent most of his early life, watching his father work as a somewhat talented blacksmith and was somewhat common in hunting and raiding parties. Growing up, he would frequently find himself beaten by the other children due to his poor stature at birth. Never much to complain, as he lived a rather comfortable life otherwise, pushed his shortcoming to the back of his head, though he wished he could be somewhat stronger, though he’d never try to work towards it. At the age of 11, he had an eventful meeting during a trip to a city joined by his father, prolonged matter in the city. Having the little coin he was provided snatched by a couple of ruffians, he made the decision to join chase, till he was cornered into an alleyway and was being beaten down. All of a sudden, a glass mug was smashed upon one of the thieves. The assailant revealed to be a rather unkempt drunkard. He dispacted the other few in a flurry of spit, trips and other dastardly moves. Told Gnot, to watch himself in the city, pocketing the coin purse without Gnot realizing. Gnot with his eyes glassy, begged the man to teach him his ways, seeing it as a chance to actually win at something. The man agreed after much pestering. Gnot spent the next few months visiting the man, who frequently sent him on errands posed as “tests” and always managing to take whatever coin Gnot had on himself. Learned a few tricks others would call disgusting, and at the age of 12, had a tearful goodbye with his short term mentor. Gnot only though, his mentor was finally glad to be rid of him. Heading back to the normal nomadic life of the orcs. Gnot tested his tested his newfound techniques on his peers. Found a lot of success, as a lot of them were caught unprepared for those sorts of acts. Gnot felt strong, felt this was his calling. This continued on for a little of two years as he sparred with fellow young orcs. Till at the age of 14, where he after declaring himself victor after spitting on the face of his sparring partner as a distraction before delivering a finishing blow. This time though, his father caught him who became enranged and dragged him to an empty clearing in the desert. His father in a calm rage, demanded Gnot show him those “techniques”. Gnot preceded to do so in a duel with his father, he was promptly humbled to an inch of his life. After waking up from unconsciousness, he saw his father sitting down in silence, whose only action was to point Gnot to one of his father’s shaman friends residence. For the next few years, as Gnot got more responsibilites and such, even joining military affairs when he could. Many of his days was spent recieving guidance about honor and strength from the Shaman and others were spent training with his father and subsequently healing from the bruises. He was considered coddled by his peers, who saw him spending so much time doing those action, a sign of immaturity. But those days meant well to Gnot, as leading him back to the path of Krug, forged a fierce and unbreakable bond to those traits. At his later teens, he finally was considered independent and spent his days joining battles and training himself. Though, the influence of the Drunkard, still lead to him heavily favoring drink and grub. These habits continued on till the present day.