Trumborr Raid – Skills,Secret Backstory,Personality,Age

Name: trumborr raid
Race: Orc
Class: Fighter
Gender: Male
Ability Score:

• Strength: 16
• Dexterity: 12
• Constitution: 16
• Intelligence: 8
• Wisdom: 10
• Charisma: 13

Skills: Athletics, Intimidation, Survival

Backstory:
Trumborr Raid was born during a raging midnight storm on the windswept edges of the Howling Wastes, where only the strong survive and the weak are left behind. Orphaned at a young age when a rival warlord razed his clan’s camp, Trumborr was raised by the ragged survivors of his people, who taught him that glory is never given—it must be seized through combat and cunning. Hardened by endless battles, he grew into a towering figure among the orc clans, earning respect through his prowess in the arena and his skill with both blade and axe. Well-known for rallying stragglers and forging alliances among feuding bands, Trumborr seeks not just personal glory but the unity of his fragmented kin. Haunted by the memory of his lost family, he pushes forward with unyielding resolve, believing that if he can unite the warbands under a single banner, their strength will echo across Renaris—and no one will ever brand his people as mere raiders again.

Secret Backstory:
Trumborr harbors a deep secret—on the night his clan was destroyed, he saw a bloodstained champion in the flames, wearing the mark of his own ancestors. The suspicion that a member of his blood betrayed the clan fuels his relentless search for unity, for he fears there is a rot at the heart of orcish strength. In moments of solitude, he questions whether he fights for his people…or to purge a terrible guilt and finally unmask the traitor who bears the same blood. He dreads the day the truth surfaces, for it could break not only his spirit, but the fragile alliances he works so fiercely to hold together.

Age: 36
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality:
Trumborr Raid is the living embodiment of the orcish code: might tempered by honor. Though he towers over most, he prefers to lead by example, meeting challenge and hardship head-on. Though stoic in discipline and blunt in speech, Trumborr shows surprising patience when dealing with the failings of his allies, for he believes unity is forged in trust, not just war. While fond of camaraderie and the thrill of battle, he is haunted by the conviction that every action must serve the greater good of his scattered people. He values loyalty above all and has little patience for those who scheme in the shadows or set kin against kin. A natural rallying force in the chaos of skirmish, he is fiercely protective of his followers and deeply suspicious of any who offer easy paths or shortcuts to power. Fierce yet fair, Trumborr can be blunt, even intimidating, but those who earn his trust find a steadfast champion—unforgiving of betrayal, but generous in friendship.

Mannerisms:

• Cracks his knuckles before difficult tasks or tough conversations
• Rolls his shoulders and flexes his neck when assessing a new foe
• Sharpens his axe while speaking to maintain focus
• Tends to stare challengers down in silence, letting tension build

Catchphrases:

• “Strength remembers.”
• “Raise your shield, or raise your blade.”
• “We fight together, or die alone.”
• “If the past haunts you, face it in the light.”

Speech Style:
His voice is deep, gravelly, and deliberate, rarely wasted on empty words. He prefers straightforward honesty, with a tone that brooks no nonsense. Even in anger, he controls his volume, making his quiet threats chillingly effective.

Preferred Conversation Topics:

• The unification (and future) of orcish clans
• Tales of legendary warriors and battles
• The price and meaning of honor
• The way hardship shapes character

Preferred Personality Types:

• Loyal and steadfast comrades
• Fighters who value honor
• Survivors who do not forget their roots
• Those willing to challenge him directly

Likes:

• Physical challenge and honest combat
• Loyalty and kinship
• Strategy and battlefield stories
• Weapons of exceptional craftsmanship

Dislikes:

• Betrayal
• Cowardice
• Scheming politicians
• Needless destruction

Hobbies & Interests:

• Weapon forging and maintenance
• Storytelling around campfires
• Sparring with respected rivals
• Studying the fighting styles of other cultures

Fears & Weaknesses:

• Secret fear that his own blood betrayed his clan
• Haunted by nightmares from the night of the raid
• Distrusts easy alliances, making diplomacy difficult
• Willing to sacrifice himself for his people, sometimes recklessly

Appearance:
Trumborr Raid is an imposing orc, standing well over six feet with a broad, scar-laced frame and weathered olive skin. His face is marked by old wounds and a jagged clan tattoo across one cheek, a sign of his lineage and resilience. Black hair, streaked with iron-grey, is worn in thick warrior’s braids that hang past his broad shoulders. He wears battle-scarred hide armor reinforced with bone and hammered iron, displaying trophies taken from great beasts and fallen foes alike. The grip of a heavy axe never leaves his side, and a battered shield slung across his back carries the crude but proud sigil of his shattered clan. Despite his intimidating build and warlike bearing, his eyes are set deep with a sense of haunted purpose—a constant reminder that his is a journey of both vengeance and unification.