Durko was born in the jungle surrounding San’Velku, he was raised by his father and learned how to hunt and provide for the Horde. Since he was a kub, he wanted to join the Lur clan, a powerful clan of hunters. One day, his father brought him on a hunt with two others orcs. Their plan was to locate a pack of wolves and capture some of them to be brought back for sacrifice, as Votar the spirit of the hunt would be pleased by it. The orcs did not spot the wolves, the pack spotted them first. The beast ambushed the hunters, attacking the orcs 4 to 1, they fell one after the other until only Durko and his father remained. The old uruk tried to protect his son one last time, he managed to keep the wolves at bay, until the alpha showed himself. An old Lur wolf, as tall as Durko’s father, slowly walked towards the duo. “Run son, go back to the capital” His father orderred Durko.
The young orc ran back to the city as he heard the screams of his father.
This day, he sweared to himself that he would find that Lur wolf and he would tame him.
The orc hunter walked into the city and didn’t even notice the well dressed man that spoke to him until he was right under his nose. He looked down at him and stared for a few seconds.
“Get out of my way, human. I am looking for a wolf, a big wolf.”
The uruk then walked past the man, towards the tavern so he could ask around if some cows were slaughtered recently.
