A Candle in the Dark
Tall,Muscular,fair skinned,shaved head,young
Two hundred years ago Ragnir would have been the pride of his people. He is the strongest and most agile youth of his small tribe and these qualities, along with his sharp eye, would help him become a capable hunter and a strong warrior. But in this Age the Dorn are a different people. One hundred years ago they were crushed under the feet of the countless orcish battalions, their pride turned to ashes, their spirit broken. Once they were the fierce predators of the northern tundra but now they resemble scavenging animals, drifting without a purpose, trying to survive under the vast Shadow. And young Ragnir,who was born in this age of slavery just like his parents and their parents before them, is very much afraid though he tries not to show it because his younger siblings always look up to him. The only connection he ever had to the proud Dornish past were songs sung and stories recounted by the Elders around the fire. But every time he asks to find out more about the old Dornish ways he is faced with cold silence or discouraging bitterness. Ragnir is tired of seeing fear in the eyes of his people every time the orcs come for the tithe. But most of all he hates the realization of his own fear during these times. He believes that this was not always the Dornish way of leading a life. He knows he won’t find the answers among his tribe. He must leave.