Dar Thrun
Dar Thrun’s curse was to herd the dead. As an apprentice necromancer in ill standing, he was relegated to the lowest position possible. Well, lowest among the living. The slime suckers had taken the prize for worst task performance for several years running.
As a half-Orc, his facility with arcane magics was the first facet of his accursed gem of existence. Grovius Throng, shaman of the Knucklemuncher clan, saw the perverse nature of the adolescent half-breed and understood the threat to his own seat of power. Exiled to the Bafari Wilds, Dar Thrun found himself mercilessly hunted by the ancient Orcish enemy, the Shimtree Elves.
It was his flight from the Elven hunters which forced him into the Feckless Wastes, a haunted region of perverse demons and lustful jellies, or so the campfire tales told. Instead he found death waiting.
Dar Thrun’s wry wit was his second shortcoming as one of the Orc blooded. Falling in with a band of death cultists, his humor was lost on the morose and somber worshippers of the dead. This humor was to be his saving grace however when the cult went to war with the charismatic necromancer, Dimmer.
A chance encounter provided Dar Thrun with the ability to serve as an agent for Dimmer within the cult. The resourceful half-Orc orchestrated the cult’s demise with swift success and was rewarded with his first undead servant and an apprenticeship in Dimmer’s hierarchy of necromancy. The fact that the skeletal dog which now served him maintained its leg humping tendencies was of little consequence.
Dar Thrun’s superiors were little impressed with the newest addition to Dimmer’s forces, and before long the new apprentice found himself working in the parts pits. Endless hours slaving among the remains of defeated foes, reassembling and reanimating as many minions as his constitution could manage for the endless conquest above ground. Steeped in the blood and feces of countless species, Dar Thrun cursed the heavens for birthing him thusly and awaited the opportunity to either advance his station or flee once more into the unknown.