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Rhekku Greywolf[]
"Back on Draenor we had a word for people like you. The word was 'schmuck.'"
Race: Orc
Age: 62
Birthplace: Draenor
Class: Hunter
Professions: Skinner/Leatherworker
Affiliations:Big Booty
Appearance: This orc is aged, but sturdy-looking, apart from his left leg, which he keeps in a goblin-designed legbrace when he's fighting. His right forearm bears the brand of an Orcish internment camp from Hillsbrad.
Personality[]
Rhekku is a bit of a curmudgeon and can often be heard grumbling about things such as the weather, the pain in his leg, the problem with kids these days, and various "Schmucks" that tend to hang around him. Despite this, he is known to have a few soft spots, and is fiercely loyal to those who earn his respect. Even though he's not booksmart his old age has given him a fair amount of common sense. He also has a long memory full of anecdotes he'll gladly recount to any who are interested in hearing them.
History[]
Draenor[]
Rhekku was born to the Burning Blade Clan early on in the Legions corruption of the Orcs. Having a natural affinity with the wild beasts of Draenor, he quickly took to the life of a Hunter. In his young years he met and fell in love with the warrior woman, Naasha, with whom he shared a love as brutal as it was passionate. They soon married and together they maintained at least a semblance of sanity against the rage that the demons infested their blood with.
The First and Second Wars[]
When the old Horde was unleashed upon Azeroth, Rhekku and Naasha were among them. Fighting battles to the whims of their corrupters. Through guile and happenstance the couple remained together throughout the conflicts. At one point, Rhekku was shot in the leg by a Dwarven rifle, crippling him. He soon acquired a goblin-designed legbrace that allowed him to move freely again.
At the end of the second war the pair faced their darkest times. Defeat at the hands of the Alliance was devastating for all, but for the Greywolves, it meant imprisonment, and even worse, separation.
The Camps[]
As with most of the orcs left on Azeroth, Rhekku and Naasha were rounded up and placed in the internment camps in Lordaeron. Rhekku was sent to Durnholde in Hillsbrad, while Naasha was taken off to The camp in Arathi (later known as Hammerfall). For twelve years the two were separated.
Unbeknownst to Rhekku, Naasha was pregnant at the time of their imprisonment, and nine months after her arrival at Hammerfall gave birth to their daughter, whom she named Rhekka.
When Thrall led the liberation of the camps, Rhekku rushed out to Arathi in the hopes of finding his beloved. Alas, when he came to her, she had allready ben mortally wounded. She died in his arms before she was able to tell him about their daughter. Rhekka was lost in the chaos of the liberation.
Retirement, and coming out of it[]
After leaving the camps behind him Rhekku fought with Thrall to free his people from the corruption placed upon them by the Burning Legion. When that threat was over, and the Orcs began to rebuild their society in Durotar, The old orc decided it was time he retired, to live out the rest of his days in relative peace.
Then, the letters came.
Every week he got another one. They were notifications that his old war buddies were dying, not in battle, but in beds as sickness and age took them. Deciding that he'd rather die on his feet Rhekku strapped his armer back on and set out into the world, joining the Big Booty crew, hoping to find some more adventures in a life of piracy.
More Recently he has discovered Rhekka's existence and with the help of his new friends, he has vowed to find her at whatever cost.