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He was born a child [of fear]... His parents were high ranking warriors of the Craknek Warriors and faithful servants of Rallos Zek. When Timoris was born, he was brought up in the ways of the warrior, smashing and dominating his foe with his overwhelming stature. He stomped vermin, frogloks, and spores in the swamps of Innothule for years, honing his martial training and growing in strength and ability. At the tender age of 9, his parents observed Timoris begin to demonstrate necromantic powers -- stealing the life of his enemy, summoning disease, and conjuring the undead. Out of fear of being shun from warrior society in Oggok, his parents brought him to the Commonlands, leaving him to fend for himself against the beasts, elements, and enemies of Ogre-kind. Although young and alone, Timoris was an Ogre and did not give up despite his abandonment. Out of rage against his parents and their God, Rallos Zek, he began to slay and mutilate the Commonland Orcs -- a creation of Rallos Zek himself. He consumed every Orc kill, scalping them and devouring their brains. His power grew with every kill and soon Timoris knew no fear and brought destruction and death wherever he went. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Thus it was that Timoris grew up, slaying Halflings, Dwarves, Goblins, Kobolds, Frogloks, even the Undead. He consumed the flesh of every kill - adding their power to his own. Most recently, Timoris has developed a taste for Troll. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] A strike at the knee [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] A quick parry! [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Victory! Dinner Time. | ||
Last edited by timoris; 03-13-2012 at 08:24 PM..
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![]() Another blogger or another RPer? Either way sad face
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![]() A nice story, but a serious thumbs down for Luclin models :P
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![]() A hunger for Kobold meat rumbles in the belly of Timoris as he approaches the sweltering caverns of Nagafen's Lair. He has heard tales from fellow adventurers of the dangers and riches of these fiery hot tunnels littered with ravenous critters, imps, giants, and of course, Kobolds. Though these tales only stirred the hunger further and, after finding a band of fellow Norrathians, he squeezed himself into the entrance of the tunnels, ready to slay and taste the fresh meat inside.
Thankfully a shaman friend brewed him a shrink potion ahead of time or else Timoris would need be able to slay the vile creatures ducked away in such cramped corridors. After shrinking himself, he and his group moved into the tunnels and began to quickly dispose of its inhabitants. Treasure was had and Timoris' hunger for Kobold meat was met. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] A Kobold barks as Monk ally lands a flying kick [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Blocking an attack from a Kobold [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Landing a powerful slash [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Fearsome bats also live in the tunnels [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Timoris knows no fear against a swarm of raging Kobolds [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] Victory! | ||
Last edited by timoris; 03-14-2012 at 05:16 AM..
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![]() Timorous
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![]() kinda sad
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![]() Oh god you had Kaira AND Riddles in your group... This really was an adventure. I know. I'm in that situation with them a lot :P
Also lol I can see the Luclin models are already causing analhurt. Just as planned....
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