Aguk

Atlas, the land I was born on and raised. With in the war nation of Krugmar, Aguk serverd as a humble medic. She was not interested in fighting with a blade, her fight was with the ill and wounded, fighting for their lives. From a young age she was taught how to work with herbs into small elixers that seem to save even the biggest Ologs. As she cared for the wounded and ill, she studied alchemy as well, as she was rarely found fighting, where her strength came from the long travels to collect herbs. This turned on her when she arrived home to Krugmar. Her home struck by Glaewynned as she came to the ashy remains of what it used to be. Enraged she had ripped apart some before retreating with a heavy heart. Traveling to the gravel roads. Trying to find her calling in assisting the ones in need she would meet in her path. Skilled as any doctor, yet she was met with glares and frightened gazes as her kind was never known to be more than made for fighting.