Ramerez
Ramerez was born to the turnip farms... a bit more
fortunate than the rest of his race for his life would not be of slavery. He lived for
many years with his parents, being the only sibling they needed his help to keep the farm
flourishing and money coming. For many years he lived like this. Maintaining crops of
turnips became his daily chore, which he grew to hate. Due to his large size, being a
Gor'Tog and all, he tended to smash turnips in his hands as he would pick them. His
parents were nice and would over look his.... Down falls. Days kept passing, and their
lives continued on their little turnip farm just north of the crossing.
Ramerez's life was not destined to stay a turnip farmer, however, it seemed Urrem'Tier had
a different plan for him. In the fields one afternoon his father called him in, "Ram,
bring a large basket of turnips... we've got company." Ram was caught aback, they'd
never had "company" over before. So he ran as fast as his Tog legs could carry
him, and grabbed a basket of turnips heading for the house.
"Ram, these are a group of warriors from the north, apparently they are chasing some
rather large fleas which they think have gone into the town." His father announced.
"Bring the turnips to your mother and ready some beds for them, they will be staying
with us a few days." Ramerez had never seen such folk. Clad in armor with shining
weapons.... Some were actually of his race, and in them he could see a fire burning with
rage. He did as he was ordered and began to speak with some of the warriors and after some
time began to enjoy their company.
After a few days had passed they had already been showing Ramerez how to swing swords,
parry and evade incoming blows. He was catching on quickly and surprisingly enough for a
turnip farmer his strength was greater than most of the travelers had anticipated. His
father watched in the background, seeing his son fighting, it appeared almost as if he
were dancing with his opponent. He watched for ours and as dusk approached he headed into
the house and up to his bed for the night.
When all were asleep, there was a knock at the door. Ram's father woke at the sound of the
knocking and made to answer the door. Upon opening the door he saw a female clad in a
black cloak with raven black hair. Her cloak was embroidered with a crimson scorpion
across it's back, and clasped shut with an onyx raven. She looked upon him with a smile,
"Greetings sir, I've got some...news for you about your son."
"Oh really miss, please come in." his father replied motioning for her to enter.
The two talked at great length until finally the father nodded and rised. The women had
brought a sight of Ramerez's future, and how he would one day be a great barbarian and his
fury would lead to the destruction of many that were deemed fit. The woman left promptly
with a smile on her face.
That morning Ramerez went to the crossings with the group and met Agonar, the leader of
the barbarian guild. From there on he learned how to control and use his rage to slay his
enemies. Today Ram may be found doing what he does best, sending his foes to meet his god,
and their doom. His cheery attitude and helping hand makes it hard to believe that this
particular barbarian enjoys his job and worships the god of Death. But he has learned in
his days that just has his god has two sides, so does he. A kind and helping Tog, and a
battle raging, blood thirsty Tog. |