This is for those who do not understand me, a little back ground story and more.
I am named Dak'ra. I am like any other hard working person. I work hard to make my arrows, and buy my armor. I am not a thief. I am not a random killer. This is my story.
This comes blurry in my memory but I will try my best to attest to my history.
Many years ago, when a group of orks were taking over land, I was the captain of the archers. Eventually the army was overtaken and all of us were tortured and killed. I was also tortured and killed. For many years I lay dead and burried in the grave. For an unknown reason I was brought back to life by a necromancer. I then became a monster hunter and a treasure hunter. One day as I was searching through the a chared, burnt down buildings ruins, I came across a glowing green stone. I picked it up and took it with me. When I came to the town of trollsbane, I saw a few people wearing a necklace with a green object in it. I thought that I could make some people jealous by putting my on a necklace, and I did it. Only a few days afterwards while I was hunting a monster, I saw a elf walking bye. For no reason I took my bow and arrow that I had in my hand, turned, and shot the elf. Of course when people asked who did it, I said it wasn't me . At first I did not understand why I did this randomely at different moments. I soon asked a fortune teller to explain it.SHe said that the stone was full of a bad spirit that was being controlled by some sort of sorceror or priest. After she said that, I stood up and shot her in the arm.She fell over and scream. No one could hear her for she was in the woods telling my fortune. I was never good with other weapons, but I carry a hunting knife sharp enough to cut most hides of off animal. I turned around and slit her throat because she would not shut up. She probably would have killed me except for the fact that I had shot her with my arrow. The sick feeling went away, and I felt like I was having fun. As I kill people, the necklace grows heavier. I do not just run around killing people though. I always have a reason, be they a hostage that I am using so I can get away, or just because they make me sick to my stomach. And to the halfling who sais I murdered someone, yes I did, but it was because of you. You would not stop following me, so I told you I would kill the lizard if you didn't. You kept following me. So I did.You blamed it on me , yet you did not care enough or take me seriously enough to save him. That is all I have to say, so that people do not htink me some kind of freak.
#me licks the paper and presses it against the board so it will stay for a few seconds, steps back, and shoots into the door through the top of the paper so it will stick, and walks away.
The Arrow Shooting Ork - the one who kills many
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