Unlike many half orc stories my mother and father were in love. My father had a very rare temperament for an orc he was all in all good. Unfortunately he died when i was young from an illness then we fell to poverty and as soon as i could i left for bazagon to find work. I left my mother because she wouldnt be happy at all with what i had in mind. I joined a criminals guild there and was working on extortion selling security things like that. When i could i was sending gold back for my mother. One day our guild leader asked me to kill the child of a leader of a hostile guild, i shot him in the knee and run away (i was aiming for his heart). I may be not like my father but i am no monster who the fuck kills a child for territorial disputes ... I took the first ship out of bazagon that was going wherever and i reached the belt of Tirva. There i searched for a job and ended up with the circle of steel they liked my resume, and now am about to see what the future holds for me.