Trakmar

[Trakmar]

Name: Trakmar Beastbane
Alias: Old beast, Grey Wolf, Trak
Rank: Gosh'kar

Age: 55
Gender: Male
Race: Orc (Mag'har)
Clan: Earthwalker
Class: Beastmaster
Alignment: Neutral

Family: Trak'grun Grimfang and Senna Lynxclaw (Grandparents, Deceased), Tregar the Beast and Greka Spiritclaw (Parents, Deceased), Senna (Twin sister) Rokarna (Daughter), Krala (Daughter), Keishara (Mate, deceased), Sinami Swifthowl (Bloodsister), Shargla Thunderfang (Bloodsister), Revax Hellbrew (Bloodbrother), Grogona Marshfang (Bloodsister)
Known Friends: Red Blade Tribe, Shargla, Revax, Valeni
Known Enemies: Kiro Youngblood

Appearance:
This old Mag'har stands very tall among his kind, towering well above most Orcs, and appears to be very strong. He is most often seen in leathers and with an old and ragged large wolfpelt going down his back with the head of the wolf worn as a hood. Four large tusks sprout from his lower jaw, with the leftmost one being broken, and a large, wild and grey beard hangs from his jaw.

His face carries many scars. The right half of his face is disfigured by an old burnscar, scretching back to his right ear which looks partially melted, as well as skin having melted a bit over his eye, making it appear half-shut at all times. The left of his face seems mostly unscated, save for four scars going across it, from the upper left of his face, going down across and fading into the burnscar. Some claws decorated with runes are pierced to his ears.

His hair is mostly free, save for a braid which goes down his back. The braid is decorated with a few feathers.

His back is also covered with scars, which also streaches over his shoulders and goes down his arms. One might tell these are from lightning strikes, judging by how they look. His lower right arm also has a quite bad burnscar on the upperside, going from the elbow to the back of his hand.

Long claws sprout from his fingers and toes in place of where his nails should be. Considering the yellow colour that's stuck on them, it seems he uses these claws for at least weapons

Personality:
Trakmar seems to generally be considered grumpy, racist, stubborn old bastard. And it's all true, upon first meeting at least. He is silent and observant, and others often find it hard to get through to him. Though what's under the shell is entierly different. He is very much plagued by his past, and it is not something that he will easily let people in on. Even though he dislikes how magic and technology develops as he firmly believes Orcs need neither of those, he will remind other to look forward instead of looking back, though has a hard time actually following that advise himself.

Being born before the corruption of his race, Trakmar has held an iron grip on old traditions and values. He has seen what the Orcs were before the physically weaker warlocks and mages walked among them, and is find it shaming that the Horde still allows them to stay, in spite of what Warlocks brought the race, though it oes not stop him for having some mild respect for just a few mages.

He respects those that can pull their own weight and survive on their own, an ability he puts much more value in than strength or honor. To him, strength is irrelevant as long as one can pull his own weight, and hold his own without magic. Honour is something he simply doesn't care about, seeing as everyone uses it as an excuse to do anything, and everyone has different opinions on what is honourable. Instead, he just does what he feels -should- be done instead of having some code enabling him, or preventing him.

History:
Trakmar escaped the blood pact with his clan inFrostfire Ridge, having bigger issues with the Ogre clans in the area around his village. The Ogres launched an attack and sacked the village, leaving a few lucky ones, including Trakmar and his sister, Senna alive. Trakmar went into exile after the clans downfall, ashamned and blaming himself, while his sister took the survivors to Garadar. He wandered the remnants of Draenor for many years before finally going to Garadar, shortly after the Portal had reopened. First treating the newcomers with distrust, he got a growing interest in them after he heard of the Horde on Azeroth and their history - Especially Grommash Hellscream slaying Mannoroth. After the efforts on Draenor ended, he waited a while before finally deciding to enter this brave new world, only a couple of weeks before the efforts in Northrend started. He arrived in Orgrimmar, then joined the voyage to Northrend, joining the Warsong Expedition to the Grizzly Hills. Eventually, he grew fond of the wildlife and returned to the wilderness, rather wandering and helping different bases he came across.
When the Cataclysm hit, Trakmar joined the war in the Southern Barrens, but grew tired of the constant war as he again heard the call of the wild. A third time he went to wander in solitude alongside his lynx, Bamak, until he eventually came across the Red Blade tribe in Tanaris.

Things you may know about this character:
-Dislikes most young orcs of the present day, as so many of them prove to be aroogant, gloryseeking puppies.
-Has a half-draenei bastard daughter
-Has great dislike for alcohol
-Finds more comfort in the company of animals, rather than that of orcs
-Hates ogres to the point where he might just slaughter them on sight
-Firm believer that the Orcs are superior to other races

Things you may not know about this character:
-Like his clan was before, he is a cannibal when need be. Though claims to no longer practice it.
-Dislikes kittens


Memorable Quotes:
"Ghrm?" - Trakmar's way of saying "What?"
*Snort/grunt* - Often heard when he disapproves


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