Name: Mogar the Mystic
Race: Half Orc
Alternate Racial Scores (If Any): Steam Legion - +2 Str, +2 Int, -2 Wis
Alignment: NG
Height, Weight, Looks and Gender:
6’3, 200 lbs, Well-muscled, with ruddy brown skin, a jutting lower jaw, and covered in cryptic tattoos. Male.
Classes:
Fighter 1/ Wizard (Transmuter) 9
Opposition Schools: Necromancy, Enchantment
Kingdom and/or Tribe of Birth: Steam Legion
Deity: Nethys
Traits:
Transmuter of Korada, Eyes and Ears of the City
Combat Style:
(Backline Support, Backline Debuff, Backline Damage.)
Out-Of-Combat Style: (Sage.)
Roleplay/Combat Ratio Preferred: (70/30)
Background: (At least two long paragraphs, please.)
Mogar was born among the Steam Legion to two half orcish parents of some standing in the ranks of the Legion military. He was raised his entire youth in preparation for military service. He displayed an acute mind from an early age, and this was thought to be a ticket to an officer’s rank and, perhaps, eventual service as a high official in the Legion (who are, with few exceptions, former military officers. He excelled in basic training, and was well known for his ability to anticipate his foes actions and respond accordingly.
This changed during a routine test conducted by the Legion’s Mage Corps. A scarred and wizened orc of some years observed as his underlings administered a test for magical aptitude to small groups of recruits. Mogar was able to Levitate a dagger two feet above a wooden table with only an hour of rudimentary training. The destiny so many foresaw for the young orc was wiped clean as the powerful and influential Master Flimtar took him on as an apprentice for his elite and tactically important Mage’s Corps.
Mage corps training was as grueling mentally as his military training was physically, but Mogar’s keen mind saw him through. Bred from his earliest days to serve and obey, mogar devoted himself to his studies, and saw a great deal of action in the field during the Legion’s latest campaign of conquest. After Neox was subjugated, Mogar was assigned to a company that was rooting out a particularly effective band of resistance fighters. They were located and captured in short order, and Mogar was recalled to the capitol with the same caravan that was bringing the rebel leader to the Office of the Inquisitor for questioning.
The entire trip, the leader railed at Mogar in favor of freedom and against oppression and conquest. He decried Mogar’s slavish, almost mindless service to the Legion. Mogar absorbed his prisoner’s words without comment until arrival at the Legion’s capital in Neox. He took his prisoner to the Office of the Inquisitor, then promptly left the city and the Legion behind.
Since then he has wandered. As he passed from the Legion’s lands, he discovered how the people of other lands hated and feared Mogar and his kind. He was powerful enough to either cow any angry locals into silence, or defeat any who moved against him, but he found the angry epithets and arguments leveled against him instructive. All this, he took in silence. Mogar hasn’t settled his mind on a course of action as yet, but he has decided that he cares neither for unthinking obedience or slavery, and that the Steam Legion’s ongoing conquest should stop, one way or another.
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