Vurk of the Blackened Claws
"I eat, I train, I kill, I sleep. What else do you want to know?"
Myrian, Male
21st of Summer, 592AV - age 22
1st Mark of Prowess
Knowledge & Training
Possessions
Housing & Family
"I eat, I train, I kill, I sleep. What else do you want to know?"
Myrian, Male
21st of Summer, 592AV - age 22
1st Mark of Prowess
Myrian | Fluent |
Battle Calls | Basic |
Common | Poor |
Knowledge & Training
Possessions
Housing & Family
Childhood
As a lad, Vurk learned Morphing like all children of the Blackened Claws. His father tended to the animals that the Claws kept - and sometimes slaughtered - to study the way they worked, while his mother was a fierce warrior who used her skill to serve the Taloban army. It just so happened that Vurk took after his mother's side. Fighting was all he knew or cared about growing up, how best to make the strength of the animals around him his own.
Early Service
Being a male warrior wasn't exactly easy, but that wasn't to say that Vurk's service was horrible for him. To the contrary, it was the greatest time of his life, and the most eye-opening as well. On the 10th of Spring, 509AV, one of Vurk's fang whom he'd previously though as useless proved her worth as she saved the life of one of their own. It was a small revelation for the war-minded Vurk, and his respect for Tazi and her work grew immensely.
Character Overview
A man on an eternal warpath, Vurk does his best to prove himself in every situation. He is not necessarily hot-headed, but he is most certainly confrontational. Friendly and wild, understanding and ruthless, this Myrian is just a hair's breadth away from a frenzy at all times, even as much as he is an amicable comrade. What is bound to set him of is any question of his worth - he fights hard to prove himself, to Myri and his superiors.
Flashbacks
Date | Title & Link | Type | Status |
16th of Spring, 505AV | We Are All Animals | Closed | Incomplete |
6th of Summer, 507AV | If You Go Down to the Woods Today... | Closed | Graded |
9th of Summer, 507AV | We Hunt, We Fight | Closed | Incomplete |