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Malcarth gro-Khar


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Firstname - Malcarth
Surname - gro-Khar
Nickname - Wall Breaker
Sex - Male
Race -Orc
Age - 18
Occupation - Soldier in the Dagger Covenant
Personality - Some sense of humor, thrill seeker, obident and confident

Backstory - Malcarth son of Khar gro-Blog the blacksmith was brought up within a small stronghold, located along the Wrothgarian Mountains were his Unlce Grukag was chief. His father was once a chief of his own stronghold, yet something had happend in the past which meant he no longer was.

Malcarth never knew his mother as she had died during child birth. His father would rarely speak of her, nor what had happened. He would just remind Malcarth now and again that she would have loved him, and that he must always strive to make the family proud.

Malcarth enjoyed playing soldiers with friends as a child, practicing fighting with sticks and wooden shields. Often they would play ‘Take the castle’ which Malcarth soon learnt that attacking head on was not wise. He would often devise plans which would cause distractions, or lure the enemy out, allowing his side to win.

This would often result in him getting beatings from the older children, who did not favour what they perceived as ‘sneaky cheap tactics’.

Despite this he continued to out smart his foes, and as he became stronger soon everyone wanted to be on his side. This earned him the nickname ‘Wall Breaker’.

On his fourteenth birthday he travelled to the local market along with his father who was delivering a new suit of armour for a rich merchant.

He would often explore the market square, taking note of the fortifications, soldiers, weapons they possessed and how best to take this settlement.

It was upon chance he found a stall which was selling books. Malcarth could not read, but one particular image caught his eye. It had an illustrated picture of large wooden structure and rocks flying from it towards a castle. He asked the owner of the stall what the book was called.

‘Siege Tactics’ replied the owner. The book was much scuffed, and old, the authors name could not be made out. Malcarth asked how much it would cost.

’20 gold’ replied the owner.

After some haggling Malcarth bought the book and hid it as he returned home with his father. Later that night when everyone asleep, he took the book out and began to turn the pages. His heart raced as he saw battle plans drawn up, images of wooden structures, even pictures of warfare.

Every day he would hone his skills as a solider, and every night he would study the book, memorising the pictures, trying to understand what the text meant.

As time passed he would frequently visit the same book store, and gather a larger collection of military books. He was often choosing to ignore any activity that did not involve fighting with friends or training, to the point that the other tribe members took note of his distance and lack of contribution within the group. He was becoming obsessed.

This obsession took a turn for the worse when Malcarth was challenged by chief Grukag, ordering that he must pay a blood price for his neglect to the tribe.

Malcarth reluctantly accepted and knew if he was ever to win he would need to be clever, going forward in a frontal attack against a fully grown orc was a sure way to loose your head.

Grukag and Malcarth were both suited in heavy armour, wielding an orc sword, Malcarth opting for a shield as well. As they both circled on another, each was feigning an attack, looking for the opening.

Malcarth tried his best to dictate the pace of the fight, shortening and lengthening the distance between the two. He would move in, watch Grukag swing and step out of the way, then unleash quick counter attacks with his sword, pushing his opponent back as he parried under the onslaught.

However Malcarth was not a grown orc and no matter how hard he tried, his attacks were too slow and predictable. Yet he maintained his distance, and was soon frustrating Grukag.

As Grukag lost patience, he went on the offensive and charged Malcarth.

Malcarth side stepped to the right, dodging the attack. As Grukag moved past he swung his sword. It cracked against his foes helmet, sparks flying as metal crashed on metal.

With his opponent staggered Malcarth raised his shield and began to charge with what energy he had left, however Grukag spun round raising his sword high above him with the intention to bring it down in one full motion.

Malcarth was running full pelt, he had no time to stop and retreat, nor did he have the strength to block such a powerful attack. Instead he pushed himself harder with his run and hit Grukag before the blow fell. Both landed on the ground with a grunt.

As they slowly got up, the battle resumed yet Grukag looked a little shaken.

In what appeared a desperate act Grukag thrust his sword at Malcarth, who timed his block with his shield perfectly, the blow was parried and he had disarmed his opponent.

Amazed at what had just happened Malcarth hesitated far longer than an experienced warrior would have done. He swung his sword his at Grukag’s neck, hope against all hope that the blow would land and this would end the fight.

Yet Grukag had time to prepare for the attack and raised his arm catching Malcarth’s as the blow was hurling towards him. Malcarth tried to swing with his shield but Grukag caught him again. With both arms locked, Grukag smiled as he drove his head into Malcarth’s face.

With a broken nose and blood pouring out Malcarth fell onto his back. Through his blood filled eyes he saw the sun blot out as a tall dark figure stood over him.

‘Someone see to this whelp. The blood price has been paid’ Grukag spoke.

It was two days before Malcarth awoke. He had his father next to him, whom was smiling.

‘You performed with great honour out there son’. Malcarth went to speak but soon the searing pain made him vomit instead.

Cleaning up his sons mess, Khar told him to rest and that he had a special surprise for him when he gained his strength back.

A week later Malcarth was instructed to meet his father and Grukag. Unsure what would happen and his face still throbbing like mad, he made his way into Grukag’ hut.

‘This will be quick as there are more urgent matters I must attend with’ said Grukag

‘You fought very well for a whelp, but you hesitated when I was yours for the taking. Had this fight been to the death, your head would be resting on a pike!

It has been noted of your obsession with warfare. This is good yet orcs are not only tools for war. Your duties are not only to yourself but to the tribe. You must never neglect your duties again. Take this as a warning.’

As Malcarth bowed and began to leave Grukag spoke again.

‘You’re father and I agree that you show real promise in military warfare. You have exceeded everyone on the training ground, and fight with a clear head not rage. As a result, you shall be taught by the elders to read and write to further understand these books you are so fond of, and I shall personally train you in combat when I return’.

Malcarth again bowed and thanked Grukag for his words. Later that evening, he helped his father wash up after dinner. His father had spoken to him about how everyone could not stop talking about the fight, that he was proud of how he performed but confessed that he urged Grukag to fight his son, in order to teach him a valuable lesson.

As they had finished, and they both sat down by the fire, Khar poured him a cup of mead and handed it to him with a book. Malcarth looked surprised.

‘Father, what is this for? I lost the fight’.

‘Yes you did, but a fully grown orc almost lost to a whelp if not for your hesitation. That itself is an achievement’.

‘What is the book called?’ asked Malcarth

‘I am not sure, but I was told the author is from the famous sword master Gaiden Shinji. However best you keep this one to yourself son. Many orcs still recall the tales from the siege of Orsinium. Show this off, and you may end up with more than just your nose broken’.

Looking at his book, Malcarth had thought his father had dozed off, yet to his surprise he began to speak.

'Malcarth, you may have wondered why we live here with your uncle, and not in our own stronghold. I have not told you before as you were not ready to know the truth, yet today I see a young orc with a strong mind. If you wish I shall tell you what happened, but it might make you...'

Khar gro-Blog began to tremble, tears forming as he tried to find the words. Malcarth reached out and grabed his arm.

'Father, you do not need to explain what happened in the past. You have never failed me, and I am forever in your debt.'

Khar gro-Blog noded and wiped his face. He looked at his son and clasped his arm, the grip strong and tight.

'You truly are the perfect relfection of your mother. She would often be there for me. You see she was my first wife. Although it had been planned for me to marry others it was not meant to be, and so I only knew of one love.

Promise me this Malcarth. What ever you choose to be make sure you remember to honour your mother. I am proud to see the orc you are becoming, and it is not you who is in debted to me but I whom am in debt to you'.

As they both rose it was clear emotions were high, and soon they were laughing loud. Malcarth finished his drink and wished his father a good night.

As time passed Malcarth began training. It would last for two years with many hardships along the way. Yet he was becoming good at reading and writing and proficient in all forms of weapons, combat and military tactics.

However the time of peace was no longer. A deal had been struck between the Bretons and Redguards. The orcs were to have Orsinium rebuilt, and in return its sons and daughters would fight for the new alliance ‘The Daggerfall Covenant’.

Malcarth was one of the first to enlist. Eager to prove himself and to have adventure he could not wait to, as he put ‘Get stuck in!’

His father’s skills would be needed elsewhere, behind the main lines, crafting weapons and armour for the armies of the Covenant would take time.

Malcarth felt emotional as he said his goodbyes to his father. He did not know if he would see him again but he would remember his last words forever

‘Fight well and fight hard. Remember, no one bests an Orc’.

Best Memory - Recieving the book from his Farther and the conversation they had
Worst Memory - Not knowing his mother
Challenges for the Character - Overcoming the fear that will no doubt strike him when he enters a battle. To perform well in combat and gain the respect of the Covenants military leaders, to always honour his mother
Religious Views Follows the code of Malacath
Politics Views Malcarth is young, and does not think to much about it.
This post was last modified: January 17th 2014, 06:25 AM by Dude of Valor
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Wow, just wow!

I really like this character, the story is really great, despite the fact I don't like orcs very much =P


Two arrows in the air
Two arrows leaving lair

Two arrows to find their way
Two arrows to let them pray

Two arrows bringing death
Two arrows with every breath
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(January 13th 2014, 02:23 PM)Emeric Wrote: Wow, just wow!

I really like this character, the story is really great, despite the fact I don't like orcs very much =P

Thank you!

I hope to create a diary of sorts for this character as I play the game. Should be quite exciting, and am sure there will be lots of very interesting reads out there!
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THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WANNA DO!!! =D

At the bottom of the long version of the bio I wrote: To be continued on occasion ---> which will happen in ESO I guess =)


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Two arrows to let them pray

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Cool. Well i will happly read your characters bio.

Are you able to send a link?

And will you be playing on PC, Xbox or Play Station?
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My character

Hope it works =)
If not, it's Emeric Blackwood.

I'm a PC gamer. You?


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Two arrows to find their way
Two arrows to let them pray

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PC, and will be on the Europe server.
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Not a bad bio, I like the soldier thing.

However I have a few things to point out:

1. 18 is pretty young, he wouldn't have come even close to beating an Orc chief nor would he have the time to have trained and become good with combat.

2. Is he a city Orc or from a stronghold? you never specify which though you say he fought a chief and mentioned a stronghold several times though you also say he he's not the son of the chief but in an Orc stronghold only the chief is allowed to have children. Therefore all children in the stronghold are sons and daughters of the chief.

3. This is more of a personal annoyance as something of a lore critique but I believe you're referring to Orsinium in the bio. Orismer is the elongated name for Orc.


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(January 16th 2014, 02:56 PM)Took an arrow in the knee Wrote: Not a bad bio, I like the soldier thing.

However I have a few things to point out:

1. 18 is pretty young, he wouldn't have come even close to beating an Orc chief nor would he have the time to have trained and become good with combat.

2. Is he a city Orc or from a stronghold? you never specify which though you say he fought a chief and mentioned a stronghold several times though you also say he he's not the son of the chief but in an Orc stronghold only the chief is allowed to have children. Therefore all children in the stronghold are sons and daughters of the chief.

3. This is more of a personal annoyance as something of a lore critique but I believe you're referring to Orsinium in the bio. Orismer is the elongated name for Orc.

Nope you are right, I tried to be lore friendly but from what you have just said, I have gotten it wrong and thus the story needs re working...Bugger!!!

Intially it would of been from a stronghold, but I struggled to find any stronghold places situated within the Wrothgarian Mountains (I did not just want to make a place name up). This is why there is little mention of the name.

With regards to 18, he is this age for a few reasons.

One he is very young, and excited about war - a 25-30 year old would have a much different view on life to an 18 year old.

Secondly it matches the main game story line in that you have a young inexpereinced warrior at the start. As I plan to create an After Action Report or Diary with this character, he will inveitable grow up.

When he fights the chief, he is 16 years of age. Now for story purposes and how the character develops I will keep the fight as is. Usually a fully grown orc would always smash a young whelp, but stranger things have happened.

The point with how things occured was that although he performed well, he has alot to learn and it is a lesson in life.

You are right I am refering to Orsinium in the bio and will change that.

Now would a orc stronghold welcome family from another tribe to stay? I could make it so Malcarth's farther was a chief yet home was destroyed. So they travelled to his uncles stronghold, therefore the story more or less is the same, but would be lore friendly?
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Normally I don't think another stronghold would welcome Orcs from another stronghold to stay for longer than maybe a few months unless they're invited to do so but if Malcarth's father is the brother of the chief of this new stronghold then it could be plausible.


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Thank for your feedback, I have now updated this Bio to make it more lore friendly.

If I have missed anything please say.

Otherwise enjoy the bio.

Side note: Is this the place we will use to update our characters adventures etc once the game is released?
This post was last modified: January 17th 2014, 06:28 AM by Dude of Valor
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Cool character. I wonder how big he is? He seems very smart.
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It's a really good character bio. I liked how he was not the Chief's son (originally) but was in a stronghold. City orcs sometimes head to the strongholds to 'return to their roots'.
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Thank you Eardwulf. It has been a while since I have been on here, but should hopefully be visisiting a little more frequently.

I sadly had the change the bio to make it more lore friendly. Hopefully though the story makes sense and does not loose to much of its appeal.

@Hobado, I have not yet thought about the height of Malcarth. I think he will be around 6ft something but will continue to grow as he gets older. I tried to make the character have more thought when it comes to fighting. Often in games I play the type of character that likes to think before making a move, trying to plan attacks and exploit weaknesses.

Hopefully I have reflected this with Malcarth.
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