Doruk grew up in the Shield Lands always dreaming of joining a strong mercenary troupe filled with like minded individuals all working toward a common goal. He trained early, and often, while still giving some attention to his studies. An early trainer, a Dwarf named Gillicutt, gave him an edge and taught him the fine art of tripping your opponent as a way to keep them from running off.
He spent a little time in a mercenary troupe in his homeland, but found the large group to be unwieldy and without focus. He became convinced that a tight formation of people all the same is perhaps not the ideal. Rather a small cadre of like minded individuals with a joint purpose but different skills was worth a look.
With that in mind he has traveled to Greyhawk in the hopes of finding an adventuring party in need of his skills. He spent a lot of time trying to find the perfect fit, and has given up the challenge and is instead now looking for just anything lest his abilities get even softer than they are after months of sitting around the great city.