Vurak was born as the offspring between two members of the War Nation society. At birth his father believed he was blessed with the heart of a warrior and held him in high regard. As soon as Vurak could walk his father placed a sword in his hands, guiding him onto the path of becoming a warrior of the uzg. Vurak's father was faced with the harsh reality that his son was hopeless in battle, and found him to be a disappointment. The news of Vurak's incompetence was spread like wildfire in the city, leaving others to label him as weak and a waste of food. This left Vurak in disarray and with little to no friends while growing up.
By the time Vurak had physically matured, his father confronted him with a proposal - to either become strong, or leave the city all together. Vurak, lacking the confidence and belief in himself chose the latter. This left his mother with a bitter-sweet mentality, knowing this was the best thing for her city, even though she loved her cub. With that done and said, Vurak ventured into the wilderness, not knowing what was to become of himself. He eventually found the will to hunt for his food, albeit it was only small game meat such as rabbits and frogs. He managed to survive, though there were times where he nearly perished during his adventures, such as when he nearly drowned while on a expedition between Haelnor and Sutica by boat.
Vurak continued to practice his swordsmanship when he was alone, usually by hacking away at the leaves and bushes that were in his way as he travelled through forests and jungles. It proved to be enough to save his life when he was encountered with a bandit while travelling the main roads to Sutica. This was his first kill, and it was a necessity to survive. He was shaken and badly wounded, but managed to recover from some pass-byers who nursed him back to health. He stayed on the outskirts of Sutica for a while, though he always planned to head back to the War Nation to make his people proud.
A few years passed, and even though Vurak presumed his parents would figure him to be dead or perhaps even forgotten about him entirely, he'd found at least a part of himself. He found himself enough of an 'Orc' to finally stand his ground in society, speaking his mind and defending himself when he must. Even though he is still fearful for his life, and would rather spend his time by a fire and laughing with friends, he has found growth in himself and is currently on the path to reintroduce himself to the Orcish society.
(( OOC: I apologise if this is poorly written, I tried my best but I'm still learning all about the Orc/Uruk culture! Thank you for taking the time to read this ))
