Drakkwall
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My name is Elrond Greenbane, son of Thomas Greenbane, the Goblinslayer, I am a human barbarian, a warrior of the primitive tribes of the world. My current, and most well known title, is Elrond the Trollslayer, I, like many of my family, have fought with orcs, goblins, trolls, ogres and other beings who sought to kill us or others. Our family earned the name Greenbane during the First Great ar when our ancestor fought and killed an army of our enemies as we stood our gorunds, keeping them from reaching our King's flanks. The army was not just of our greenskinned foes but seeing how the majority of the army considered of them and the great wall of green corpses we put up as a makeshift wall and intimidation tactic earned us the surname Greenbane.
But I am getting out of track here, us Greenbanes do not all earn a title, nor are we all part of a kingdom, content to keep to our ancient traditions as tribesmen and beings of the wilderness. I earned my title of Trollbane, the first to earn such a title of my family since the first Greenbanes, when during a hunt I intercepted a large battalion of trolls marching towards one of the border towns. I am not a stupid man but I am not a genius either, I prefer to call myself, a common man with common sense. With the use of my knowledge of nature and the terrain I brought death and damnation upon the trolls.
As the trolls were thinned out after four days I heard the leader of the trolls call me out to one on one combat, if I won his men were honor-bond to leave and never return to these lands, but if he won my head would become his trophy on his wall. I accepted, with my hunting dagger, spear and battle axe while wearing fur armor I faced the troll chief in his iron plate armor and heavy maces. I had fought him without using a single of my weapons, choosing to fight with my bare hands, and with my strength I caused his brain to scramble from the vibrations my blows to his helmet caused and then I crushed the chest plate of his torso with a rage infused fist, splitting my hand through his gullet and grasped, before tearing out, his spine, snapping off his head in the process. With troll blood covering my body I held up my price, the chieftain's head and roared out in victory, the trolls bowed to me and left, their honor binding them to keep their chieftain's promise.
I fell asleep there on my feet, my fist still grasping the skull, amongst a massacre of troll bodies I was found by a patrol of soldiers and nursed back to health, and when I returned to my clan with a troll chieftain's skull for a trophy, along with a bear carcass, I was hailed as Elrond the Trollslayer. That was a month ago and I am still not certain just how I got into my current situation. Apparently had the chieftain I killed been a real hotshot among the Trolls and some other high circles, he had been their version of a Duke or something. So I became a high target by many creatures, seeing how my family are so spread out and my blood father and mother are both dead from a terminal heart disease, was I always targeted personally. Apparently the Chieftain's belongings, gold, gems, magical items, estates and grounds had become mine by troll tradition, apparently when winning a honorable battle to the death against a troll earns you his earthly possessions, so now am I being targeted by creatures wanting to kill me to get the riches I own, but don't have, as I'd have to go to the land of the trolls to even touch the stuff, not happening.
Elrdong the Trollslayer: http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/155/3/a/Loximir__the_Barbarian_by_MasterCarlock.jpg
The Troll Twins: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/208/5/a/trolls_by_Kraldelacruz.jpg
OOC: In this rp will the barbarian Elrond be confronted by the twin daughters of the troll chieftain he killed, they will either,
A: Want to kill him to gain back their family's possessions.
B: Seduce him him to come to the Troll lands and handle their father's estates.
C: Are being offered to him as, slaves, concubines or pets as he is a powerful man in the troll circles.
D: They are engaged to him by some ancient troll law as their mother is not alive to be married to him, thus leaving them to be his wives.
E: Something else.
I am not sure whether to make it a plain fantasy rp or a warcraft rp, will be discussed by those interested.
But I am getting out of track here, us Greenbanes do not all earn a title, nor are we all part of a kingdom, content to keep to our ancient traditions as tribesmen and beings of the wilderness. I earned my title of Trollbane, the first to earn such a title of my family since the first Greenbanes, when during a hunt I intercepted a large battalion of trolls marching towards one of the border towns. I am not a stupid man but I am not a genius either, I prefer to call myself, a common man with common sense. With the use of my knowledge of nature and the terrain I brought death and damnation upon the trolls.
As the trolls were thinned out after four days I heard the leader of the trolls call me out to one on one combat, if I won his men were honor-bond to leave and never return to these lands, but if he won my head would become his trophy on his wall. I accepted, with my hunting dagger, spear and battle axe while wearing fur armor I faced the troll chief in his iron plate armor and heavy maces. I had fought him without using a single of my weapons, choosing to fight with my bare hands, and with my strength I caused his brain to scramble from the vibrations my blows to his helmet caused and then I crushed the chest plate of his torso with a rage infused fist, splitting my hand through his gullet and grasped, before tearing out, his spine, snapping off his head in the process. With troll blood covering my body I held up my price, the chieftain's head and roared out in victory, the trolls bowed to me and left, their honor binding them to keep their chieftain's promise.
I fell asleep there on my feet, my fist still grasping the skull, amongst a massacre of troll bodies I was found by a patrol of soldiers and nursed back to health, and when I returned to my clan with a troll chieftain's skull for a trophy, along with a bear carcass, I was hailed as Elrond the Trollslayer. That was a month ago and I am still not certain just how I got into my current situation. Apparently had the chieftain I killed been a real hotshot among the Trolls and some other high circles, he had been their version of a Duke or something. So I became a high target by many creatures, seeing how my family are so spread out and my blood father and mother are both dead from a terminal heart disease, was I always targeted personally. Apparently the Chieftain's belongings, gold, gems, magical items, estates and grounds had become mine by troll tradition, apparently when winning a honorable battle to the death against a troll earns you his earthly possessions, so now am I being targeted by creatures wanting to kill me to get the riches I own, but don't have, as I'd have to go to the land of the trolls to even touch the stuff, not happening.
Elrdong the Trollslayer: http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs18/f/2007/155/3/a/Loximir__the_Barbarian_by_MasterCarlock.jpg
The Troll Twins: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/208/5/a/trolls_by_Kraldelacruz.jpg
OOC: In this rp will the barbarian Elrond be confronted by the twin daughters of the troll chieftain he killed, they will either,
A: Want to kill him to gain back their family's possessions.
B: Seduce him him to come to the Troll lands and handle their father's estates.
C: Are being offered to him as, slaves, concubines or pets as he is a powerful man in the troll circles.
D: They are engaged to him by some ancient troll law as their mother is not alive to be married to him, thus leaving them to be his wives.
E: Something else.
I am not sure whether to make it a plain fantasy rp or a warcraft rp, will be discussed by those interested.
