Full Name: Kormrok.

Nicknames/Aliases: The Fifth, The Hammer, The Silent One, Iron Boar.

Age: 30.

Gender: Male.

Occupation/Class: Soldier, Fifth Shieldman of The Iron Boars.

Kingdom of Origin: Pradus.


Description:

Beneath his armor he is a tall and stout fellow. He is thickly built with a bit of a stomach but despite the measure of fat on him he's got legs and arms like tree trunks. Some might think he's all size but most of his mass is sheer muscle. Beneath his helm he's got a solid head with a square jaw and a somewhat round nose. His hair is black and curly, long and matted from the years of imprisonment and torture he endured. Much of the same could also be said about his beard, thick but scraggly from an inability to maintain decent hygiene. He has a strong brow and deep dark blue eyes. His skin is somewhat pale as the weather in Pradus leaves much to be desired in terms of sunlight. On his body the lashes and burns from his torture can still be seen as can a number of old battle scars. Given how protective his armor is the number of scars he's gained is a testament to the number of battles he's fought more than anything else.

Equipment:

- His armor, a massive suit of plate mail armor designed to favor protection over weight. The plates, wrought from Pradus's finest metals, are built to be thick so as to be almost impenetrable by conventional weapons and they do that job well. For as thick as the armor is it is far heavier than conventional armor requiring far greater strength and stamina from it's wearer just to move around. Though the armor requires some gaps just to allow motion there are few exceptions and the parts that are armored are quite unlikely to yield to conventional methods of attack. Even a great-hammer would find trouble denting his helm.

- Securing his gorget is his cape which was fashioned from the hide of a dire boar. The hide of a dire boar is notably harder to pierce than most regular animals, hence why it is sought after for armoring purposes. Since the dire boars have long died out as magic left the lands these hides have become scarce. This particular cloak had been passed down to him from his teacher, a former member of the Iron Boar squad. This was a part of what lent the Iron Boars their name as they were all adorned with capes of dire boar hide which used to be passed to their recruits every time an Iron Boar died. It was by no coincidence that the squad only picked new members when a cape was left to spare.

- He wields a sturdy mace and a wooden shield. His former hammer and shield were far more formidable but those were seized from him when he was taken by the inquisition. Even though his previous hammer was a product of legendary workmanship the mace he wields might not live up to his hammer but it is still forged by fine Pradian smiths. The shield however is just a plain wood shield, the work of Yulians who didn't put much care or work into making this cheap hunk of firewood with a handle.

Personality:

Once a warm yet short spoken soldier this man has been hardened by his stay as a prisoner of the inquisition.

They've taken a lot from him. He's been worn down but they've yet to break him. He fights for what he believes in. He once fought for kings and generals. Now he fights for slaves, his own people. He goes to the lost lands but his aim is neither to serve Yulia's scholars nor to win back his own freedom. His unspoken goal is to find the power to shatter Yulia's hold over his kingdom's people and he's determined not to return until then.

His hatred for Yulia runs deep but he tempers his anger with wisdom. He does not lash out without purpose and he holds no grudge against those who haven't had a hand in his people's subjugation. As of late killing for him has become a tool used sparingly and almost always as a means of defending himself or others. He is by no means afraid of retribution upon himself but he cannot condemn those he had sworn to protect through reckless thought and action.

In general he's rather mild mannered. He's open minded about a lot of things. He doesn't have any ability to use magic but he still finds it quite interesting. When out of combat he's fairly easy going but always somewhat cautious. He almost never takes off his armor, only removing his helmet to eat. He might be somewhat lackadaisical but that's because he saves his energy for when it's needed. Experience as a soldier has taught him to take every opportunity to rest since little is more tiring than combat and combat is never far off.

Of course some might mistake him for the strong and silent type. He was never particularly chatty but he became much less so after the inquisition removed his ability to speak.

Skills:

- The ability to wear heavy armor. This is a greatly undervalued skill as few understand the difficulties that can be posed. While anyone can throw on a suit of armor it requires years of learning to adapt to the rigors and limitations it can provide. An experienced wearer of heavy armor can learn not just to move faster and less awkwardly but also more comfortably. Kormrok's able to sleep fully armored so that even if something attacks at night he is ready to stand up and fight with full protection. While he's adapted his armor to fit him best over the years even if he were thrown into a completely new set of heavy armor he could make it work and fight at peak efficiency inside it.

- He is trained in a plethora of weapon styles including swords; spears; axes; maces and any two handed variants of the aforementioned weapons. He can pair large and medium shields up with any combination of one handed weapons with great effectiveness. His preferred style is hammer and shield though depending on the situation he can also enjoy using great-hammers.

- Having been a soldier for many years he's learned much about maintaining and repairing his gear. At this point given the tools he could build himself a set of armor and weapons. They wouldn't be as good as his current armor nor his old hammer but they'd serve him just fine.

- He is quite knowledgeable in the field of tactics. He's never formally studied it but from experience and tutilage passed on by his peers he's learned quite a bit about the field of battle as a whole and not just as an individual unit within.

Weaknesses:

- Naturally wearing heavier armor means he's going to be slower and less acrobatic. While he can muster a fairly decent charge his ability to change directions and quickly navigate on his feet is low. Once he builds momentum changing it is far more difficult than it would be for lighter folk.

- Bees can be a big problem. As they are rather small they can get inside his armor. As much as his armor protects him it does nothing to protect him once the bees are inside however it is excellent at protecting the bees from him.

- Mud and muck slow him down a great deal and he's slow enough as it is. Also if the stuff is too watery he stands a risk of sinking.

- Magic presents a problem as some forms of magic bypass his armor for the most part, rendering his defenses useless. As he does not possess the ability to wield magic it's not as much help to him as it is to others.

- His field of vision is quite limited by his helmet. He's far more likely to hear something well before he'd be able to see it.

Fatal Flaw:

He is mute.

Brief History:

Kormrok, Fifth Shieldman of The Iron Boars. That was his title before the war ended.

The Iron Boars were the premiere soldiers of the Pradian army, their heavy infantry division. They had earned a reputation for being some of the most stalwart soldiers in the whole kingdom. Their lines were almost never broken as they were nearly insurmountable together.

Yulia had only just begun it's expansion at the time. In truth very few people understood their full potential at the time. When Yulian troops started marching onto their borders the Pravian king was underwhelmed. Foolishly he sent only the main body of his army, believing it to be enough. The generals marched forth that day without The Iron Boars nor the contingent of reserves kept back in case of sneak attacks from their other bordering countries. Come the day of the battle it was a bloody fight indeed. Even with superior equipment and home advantage they were unprepared for the potency of Yulian magic.


After the battle only a third of the army that was sent forth remained, having retreated back to the closest fortress. Upon receiving said news the king realized the gravity of his error. Staring down the forces of Yulia on his very doorstep he made a decision. On that day, only six months in, the king declared surrender to the foreign power. The Iron Boars never even got to see combat before they were defeated.

Though the king himself was spared on behalf of his cooperation his people weren't so lucky. They were taken, enslaved and forced to help equip the army that subjugated them. Kormrok himself was put in chains. His belongings were taken from him and he was forced to work tirelessly in the mines. He never stood up for self as he was mired in disappointment. He was never given the chance to stand for his people. Now they suffered and there was little he could do about it.


He held his tongue when the first man to rise up against the tyranny was punished. He held his tongue when the next was punished far worse than the one who started before. It was only when the inquisition started becoming flagrantly twisted in their punishments that he felt the need to speak out, the need to put a stop to this rampant abuse.

And for speaking against them he too was taken. They tore out his tongue and poured an acid down his throat. Though the concentration was mild it was potent enough to burn the throat all the way down, destroying his vocal cords. Having taken away his voice they threw him in the dungeon after publicly torturing him to make an example. Deep down in a cold stone cell he was left to rot, fed only what was deemed unfit to feed slaves.


Of course even with Kormrok's fall the people were not broken. The will to cast off their chains only grew as the strength of Yulian's mages waned, the inquisition knew this well. They tried brutality but it seemed people could only suffer so much before it didn't matter to them anymore. Thus, an idea was hatched. They would give Kormrok, a hero to the people of Pradus, a second chance.

They came to him and made their offer. He was to go forth into the lost lands and find something of worth to Yulian scholars. Should he succeed they promised him they would grant him his freedom. They made sure as many of his people heard the deal as it was made. This was a show of their kindness, an attempt to rekindle the Pradian's faith in them. It was all a facade of course, an attempt to manipulate the people so they wouldn't rebel. Kormrok could see through their lies but he was in no position to object. He couldn't even say no if he wanted to anymore.


He was returned his armor. He was surprised that they were still holding onto it after all those years. He assumed the reason they didn't just pass it off onto one of their own soldiers was because it was simply too heavy and awkward for most people to use. Whatever the reason might of been it was still a small bit of fortune for him. He was going to need whatever he could get for the trials ahead.

Given a mace and a wooden shield he was carted off and thrown in with the rest of the prisoners who were destined for the gates.

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