Ukrom

Ukrom the Skinner
Full Name:	Ukrom
Party:	The Village Butchers
Class and Subclass Info:	Barbarian, Beserker, Level 8
Status:	Deceased
Race:	Half-Orc
Date of Birth (Age):	4-2483-9-11 (19)
Physical Description:	6ft 5", Heavily built with several scars visible across his forearms and upper chest. Bald head, dark brown eyes, two short tusks protruding from his lower jaw.

Ukrom was introduced to the party consisting of Bob, Dog Cena, Thoradin, Hikaxe, and She Who Must Not Be Named upon their initial venture into the underdark. He was found suspended upside down in a small webbed off room, guarded by a pack of chitines led by a choldrith. After having been freed and offering his services to the party, Ukrom went on to crush the Dueregar beneath Glendarra, massacre the village of Irci, and assist in the closing of the well in Etinmere. Ukrom met his demise after the party returned from the fade for the first time and were sent to the city of Mel Shenshir. He fell in 1 on 1 combat against The Ashen One in the arena located within Hellhound's Farthing. His corpse remains within the party's bag of holding to this day.

Early Life

Ukrom was born to a clan of orcs out in the desert between Klurikon and Mel Shenshir. Having been born to an orcish mother named Vokash and a human father, Ukrom faced much harassment and bullying within his orcish clan for the first few years of his life. Vokash forbade any mention of Ukrom's father for the first few years of his life, giving him very little idea of the origin of his human half. It was not until Ukrom's eigth birthday that he received answers. As is customary for males in the clan upon turning 8 years old, Ukrom was tasked with defeating one of his peers in 1 on 1 combat to demonstrate his physical prowess. The clan, viewing him as anathema to their proud orcish heritage, pitted the chief's youngest son against him in an effort to discredit and remove Ukrom once and for all. Ukrom and the chief's son did battle with their weapons of choice in a fight that Ukrom was set to lose from the beginning.

However, his intellect compared to the rest of the clan coupled with his unbridled fury saw Ukrom defeat the chief's son in combat to the outrage of the rest of the clan. Finally feeling some pride in himself, Ukrom stepped forwards before the chief to recieve his offical assignment as a full member of the clan. Ukrom was instead kicked 15 feet backwards into the fighting pit, where the chief himself beat Ukrom within an inch of his life, spitting on his barely breathing body. "You will never be one of us", he growled as he returned to his tent. Vokash supressed her tears as she carried him back to their tent. Hours later he awoke, bloody and broken, and he asked his mother one final time with what little strength he had, "please tell me, i need to know who made me like this". Ukrom learned, much to the pain of Vokash, that his non-consensual conception was a result of a malicious man that had drugged her in Mel Shenshir. Vokash had joined a group of orcs from the clan for celebratory drinking within the city after having brough low a particularly large sand worm. In her inebriated state, this man took advantage of Vokash's lack of awareness and unknowingly became responsible for Ukrom's years of social torment and Vokash's years of guilt.

Ukrom and Vokash decided it was no longer safe for him to remain with the clan, so he planned to wander out into the desert and continue on as a nomad. Vokash, fearing for his safety again, pointed him in the direction of a ruined city south of their orc stronghold where he might hunt and scavenge in safer ground and seek refuge from the elements within the structures that remained. Ukrom departed for Klurikon early the following morning and found himself reaching the city within the week. Ukrom met a group of bandits within the city, and quickly earned their respect as a proficient hunter, scavenger and fighter. He joined their group known as The Ravagers and became good friends with them over the 3 months they spent hunting and scavenging within the city. The Ravagers revealed over the months that they were acolytes of Erebos, and taught Ukrom to dedicate his slaughters unto he who presides over the dead. This ideology resonated more and more with Ukrom over the next few years.

With Ukrom's skillset The Ravagers were formidable enough to survive further out from the ruined city by preying on weaker bandit groups and lightly protected trade caravans. The Ravagers enjoyed their freedom and wild success for the next 5 years, pillaging caravans, raiding encampments, and looting small settlements across the desert. By the age of 13 Ukrom had become a devout follower of Erebos, dedicating every kill of beast, man or abomination to the god of death. The pride he felt in his perceived divine purpose prompted him to convince the rest of The Ravagers to expand their territory southwards towards the Sidhe. Buying into Ukrom's increasing zealotry, The Ravagers headed south from Klurikon until they found a group of seemingly unsuspecting travellers around a campfire. They fell upon the travellers with their typical ferocity, but found that their strikes passed through their forms harmlessly. Ukrom, confused, looked to the rest of the group just in time to see the four of them drop to the floor unconscious. Ukrom shortly followed.

Ukrom awoke with his wrists and ankles bound by manacles in a lightless, stone hewn cell. The rest of The Ravagers were unconscious on the floor beside him, with only one other figure seemingly awake looking directly at him from the other side of the bars. The winter fae before him got up, with a cruel smile, and retrieved what appeared to be 3 more of his compatriots. The Ravagers, at least those who survived, endured almost a year of torture for what their captors described as "their hubris". Physical and aracne means of punsihsment were delivered several times a week. For the days or even weeks The Ravagers did not receive visists form their captors, they were forced to contend with disease and starvation. After 11 months, only Ukrom had survived in the cell, forced to use his former friends as bedding to ward off the harsh winter weather. On the anniversary of their capture, the first winter fae that Ukrom had seen returned for the last time to open the cell door and uttered three words before vanishing from sight. "Penance is paid".

Almost a month it took Ukrom to stumble as far away from his jail as he believed he could. The Golgari took in the exhausted malnourished half orc from the outskirts of Mel Shenshir and nursed him back to health. Ukrom has never known fear as he had felt for the last year. The terror cured his wanderlust to the extent that Ukrom did not leave the city for another two years.