Mordin
Details
Name of Land: Novath
Name of Sea: Mordin
Name of Air:
Race: Orkhan Dragonborn
Sex: Male
Age: 236
Height: 10'4
Weight: 413 Pounds
Birthdate: 12th, Searing 285. Sundering
Birthplace: Ecith
Profession: Pirate/bounty hunter
Housing: On his ship (Will update after ship is approved)
Partners: N/A
Titles: Captain of the Blackwater Crew
Factions: Blackwater Crew
Fluencies: Common, Ecitharese
Conversationals: None
Ineptitudes: None
Appearance
A massive Ork among common Orks. Born of dragons blood, he stands at seven feet and four inches tall. Weighting in at three hundred and fifteen pounds. Skin of a seafoam green color and salt and pepper colored hair with a beard to match. His hair falls to about shoulder length. Normally brushed to one side. A distinguishing trait that separates him from most of his kin is the shape of his ears. Three long ridges run up his ear. Forming an almost fin like structure. Hidden beneath his beard are two larger fangs sneaking their way between his bottom lip. Mordin hides a lot of his body behind his clothing. If one does see it, they would be graced with the sight of muscles and many scars. A few lifetimes of battles and hard work spell out a story amongst his muscled frame. Scales cover his elbow and down his legs. A sea serpent like tail sprouts from his lower back. And small webbing like attachments of skin runs between his fingers, aiding him in swimming. A tattoo of a sea monster wraps around his right arm. Tentacles wrapping around the muscled form down the palm of his hand. Both his hands end in long claw like finger nails.
Personality
Through his years of hardship and time spent at sea has turned the Ork to be more stoic than his younger self. Often taking time to think out his words than rushing blindly into an argument. He is a firm believer of actions telling more than words. Regardless those that are friends are treated in high regards. Those on his crew are treated like family. Even with his more stoic nature. Mordin is constantly looking for new challenges.
History
Raised in a long gone village in Eicth. Mordin grew up in the traditional Eicthian way. Though his life would change very quickly upon hitting his twenty third year. While out hunting, he was ambushed by a group of slavers. And though he fought hard, he was snatched up and taking aboard their ship. Taken to the land of Cathena where he would be held in shackles for years. Only free to do combat for the entertainment of the rich and greedy. Battling against men down on their luck and those who were stolen from their homes. A overwhelming rage had overtaken the Orkan. And through the help of other slaves. He managed to break free from his captors. Leading an army of angry men against their would be oppressor's.
The men took what they could and fled to the docks. During the early hours of the morning. Blood still drying on their hands they bought purchases aboard a ship and sailed off into the wild oceans. For many years Mordin took to the seas. Learning from the men and women he sailed with. Many of which were the slaves he escaped with. Though some had moved on back to their lives previously. Mordin had felt a calling to the seas. A natural bond between him and the waves that rolled beneath them.
And as the years passed, he saw many come and go. He would move from ship to ship. Learning the lifestyle and the verity of things that each ship did. Until one day he landed upon a vessel which activities weren't fully legal. Never the less, he joined the crew and served faithfully. Taking great pride in ravaging and destroying any slaver ship that they came across. Making the Crystal sea a dangerous place for any that would trifle in the selling of man.
As the years continued Mordin eventually grew to captain his own crew. To this day he continues to hunt for slavers off the coast of Eicht and in the Crystal Sea.
