There was an infant abandoned to die who wandered the harsh polar ice-lands. He wandered for hours through the bitter cold, without much scraps of clothing to protect against the icy knife of a blizzard. Through the hours of wandering around, the infant stumbled upon an orc village. Specifically, an orc named Gutar found him.
At first he was disgusted and relished seeing an inferior human baby, but as the infant slowly made its way towards him not showing any fear at all. The orc began to feel a ping of interest in the creature.
He brought him to the orc village, and allowed to live with him and his mate in their hut. His mate loved it, and cared for it as if it were her own. The infant began to show signs of immense strength at an early age, at 6 years old he wrestled a bear who had molested their pastures of sheep. However, the rest of the village did not seem to accept him into their kind as Gutar and his mate had.
They openly and commonly shunned him, which led to immense frustration and violence from the human child who struggled to fit in. However, the wise chief of the village had watched the human closely and offered his shamanistic blessings on the boy. They graciously agreed for they knew the elder only did so when he felt there was a great fate attached.
The Elder-Shaman uttered chants and finally said "What is his name?", thinking quickly but having no real names to give they responded so honestly. The Elder thought for a moment and said "Yiniv, will be his name", the name origins from an ancient orcish dialect that means "Man of Fury"
Dubbed thee Yiniv, the now teen was started to fit in. 3 years later the elder passed, and the struggle for the chief was beginning to descend to violence. Among the people nominated, Yiniv stood amoung them. They were all put in an area to test their skills in battle as that is the old ways of the orcs settling disputes. Yiniv fought and slew almost all the combatants except for one. This was one of the biggest orc warriors in the village, thundering towards Yiniv. Yiniv dodged and exploded into a fury and cut him down in a gruesome fashion.
Feeling as though he had won, he raised his fist in triumph. However, because he was not orc many of the villagers cried curses on his name. Yiniv realized that they did not believe a human could lead a village of orcs. So he vowed to come back with riches and heads of powerful enemies, so that he could earn all of his people's respect and they're obedience.
While wandering, he came across a town named Riddle Creek. He had listened to many of the villagers pains and decided he could earn himself quite a bit of fame in these uncertain lands, and hopefully come by more quests of more danger and epic. However, he acknowledged that he must start here.
