When Alok was a very young girl around the age of 3, her village was under attack by Orcs. Her parents quickly made the decision to get rid of their daughter in exchange for the freedom of themselves and her older brother. The Orcs agreed and let the rest of the family go, putting the young girl in a collar and tying her with rope, making sure to blindfold her as soon as they left the city. They soon arrived at their main camp, located in the Northeastern area. They threw Alok onto the ground and forced her back up on her knees, before taking her blindfold off. There stood in front of her were two giant Orcs, named Jukha and Meakgu. From then on the girl learned to take orders in fear. In the beginning when she was forced to learn Orcish to understand what her orders were, she would often get beaten by whoever chose to. Often with a whip, but sometimes by hand, club, or even forced her to do it herself with a knife, holding an even sharper one to her throat to make sure she couldn’t do anything to stop it. During her time spent as a slave for the Orcs, one specific day came along where the girl had attempted an escape, but was caught after getting a little bit out of their gates. She was 8 years old when this happened. Once the Orcs caught her she spent the next few years in a cell, being slightly fed every few days, not allowed of movement as she was switched between being tied in an X position and being tied onto a table. The very day she got caught she was tied onto her stomach on the table, endlessly beaten as blood covering the whip, club, and hands of anyone who participated. Just when Alok nearly passed out from pure exhaustion, her hair was tied to the side, and a slave mark was burned into the right side of her neck, which can be seen in great detail to this day. As Alok grew she was able to move past her fear of most Orcs, however she still has many scars that she hides beneath the sleeves of the clothes she wears, only choosing a selected few to dare even mention her story. At times, she still doesn’t speak loudly if she does at all. She typically stays quiet and keeps to herself, but there are sometimes where her curiosity gets to the better of her and she does speak up. Whenever she does, she always addresses people by Sir or Madam unless told otherwise, could be by preference or another title. Her entire life, she was always very flexible, and after she escaped the horrible camp she would eventually use this to her advantage, turning to contortion as a profession.
