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Gandorok the Brawler

Gandorok stands tall with a strong, 6'7" frame. His hazel eyes sit under his thick brow, shrouded by dark, shoulder-length hair. Skin tanned from working under the sun stretches over his moderately muscled body with longs limbs whose veins bulge while swinging his hammer. Known as Gandorok the Brawler, or Gandorok Helmcleaver, he knows that he only exists by his own design, and that single minded focus, as well as his own skill, will be the only things responsible for his ascension to the throne his mother aspired for him to claim.

Brawler Gandorok

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Captain Tiberius was an exemplary leader in town, and well respected even outside its walls. Often leading by action over orders, he first met young Gandorok during the very night Gandorok earned his title.
Caught by a surly barkeep, Gandorok''s first foray into the town''s tavern was an ill-fated adventure. Tall for his age, his surprisingly clever ruse of the "Mysterious Stranger", sitting in a dark corner and only ordering by holding up two fingers, worked well. That is, until the then drunk Gandorok was told to pay for his drinks. Squeaking out in his crackling ten year old voice, he made a clumsy dash for the door. It was the he plowed into two guards, coming in after their shifts for a mug of ale.
Tired and hungry, the normally foul dispositioned guards were in no mood for antics. Being vomited upon by a large, intoxicated child, then, was well beyond the measure of their patience. The grabbed Gandorok by hand fulsome of hair and dragged him out into the street, where a savage beating began.
Gandorok regained his feet and fought back like a cornered bear. Though older and trained, he went blow for blow with the two men, steadily loosing ground but never loosing courage. It was then that Captain Tiberius came upon the scene.
"What en the hells are ye doin' boys?!" He shouted, dragging back one of his men by the tunic. They stammered an explanation, trying to justify what they now knew was more than a little overkill given the circumstances.
After listening, he turned and addressed Gandorok.
"Took a bit of a beatin, di'n we? Yar, yer gonna have a right shiner come mornin! Gave these two a taste of the medicine though, di'ncha? Tell'e what lad: these two are gonna need some help getting cleaned up, and you need to learn to work for what ye are wantin. Go on and get the filth washed outta their shirts, seein as how you put it there. And maybe you can show them tha right hook that's goin ta keep their ears ringin for tha next two nights. And as thanks, they'll pay fer the drinks you sicked up all over'em".

Tiberius never lose interest in the young fierce boy, choosing to keep watch and help when he could. It was the least he could do, since he was the one that had handed the boys father the hand written summons to war now ten years past…