Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20150114030730/@comment-25597877-20150206203407

"I am Galim, born of Hadadrim but my parents were killed in a dark ritual to raise an army of the dead when I was an infant. The ritual was interupted and as a side affect I absorbed all the spirits that were meant to be in the dark army thus granting me the speed and strength I have. A kindly blue mountains trader adopted me after finding me on the side of a road. I, with the help of 99 elvish spirits now track down the remnants of evil, at first I was nieve. I would capture bands of orcs and deliver them to the nearest jail of the free peoples, but after one particular mission my beliefs changed. I was asked to rescue a farmer couple's daughter who was captured by an orc slaver, I searched the base for the little girl while the orc was away and what I found... I found pieces of the girl's dress scattered across the base and I looked outside and saw two wargs fighting over a human leg bone. I killed those wargs and when the orc came home I threw them through the wall at him. "YOU KILLED MY WARGS YOU BLOODY MAGGOT!" he cried. I beat him down and he laughed at me "Fine I killed the girl what are you going to do about it?" he spit on my shoe and scoffed "ha take me to the little dungeon in Tirith I dont care" I picked up a meat cleaver from the counter and a look of fear covered the orcs face "what are you doing? I thought you were going to turn me in?" he cried. I brought the cleaver down on his head over and over and from then on I knew: Men go to jail, animals get put down. (sound familiar?)