Hoshash Raz Hanhar (Mistah_Finderáva)
Gender: 2
Race: Orc
Height: 165 cm when standing straight
Age: 19
Family: None
Weapons: Two long rusty daggers
Personality: Hoshash Raz Hanhar is a snaga, a slave orc from Mordor. Her small and weak body is compensated by a cunning mind. She dislikes things made from 'bright-metal' and is much calmer and more stabile of mind than other orcs, she takes most orders and happenings with a shrug. Hoshash's personality switches constantly between rascal child and deadly serious, there is nothing in between. She is not sadistic and she seldom hurt people intentionally, but her habit of causing a living hell to those she doesn't like often makes people view her as a real pest.
Hoshash means 'quiet one', Raz Hanhar means 'of the Moon', she belongs to a smaller army of orcs from Minas Morgul that has a white crescent moon on black background on their banner.
She is not really evil. She knows nothing of the world outside of the dungeon walls where she grew up, and despite the treatment she recieved in the past, she doesn't show much fear when confronted with others.
Appearance: Small and bent, with skin black as coal and brown tangled hair. She has a big nose and long pointed, drooping ears. Unlike most other orcs, Hoshash's eyes are blue.
Hoshash wears dirty leather clothes, without any armour. Her only weapons are two long orcish daggers.
History:
Hoshash’s history is similar to that of many other snagas. Being born with a small body and lacking the aggressive nature that is common among orcs, she was destined to be a slave, to work under the whip until her death. But she managed to escape her tormentors during a march from one pit to another and is now free. But the freedom came at a high price. Loosing her companion Spazbork in the escape, the only person whom she could rely upon, one whom the western peoples would call ‘a friend’, she is now lost and alone in a world she knows nothing about. She has heard random rumours about ‘tarki’ and ‘golug’ (men and elves) during her time in slavery, but she doesn’t know how they look, or if they are dangerous. Now she roams the wilderness, hunting and surviving the best she can.
