42

Human barbarian raised in orcish captivity. He is the only Titrical survivor Teresa knows about.

42 does not remember his name. There is a whisp of a recollection of his youth which was beaten out of him by his Orc slavers.

He grew up in a small farm village caled Titrical. He was just a kid when the Urzog Orcs came and took everyone captive. The weak were killed, the strong enslaved. Beaten into submission 42 drew the Orcs attention by his exceptional stregth and his loyalty to the one cracking the whip.

Following orders without question. Usually slaves don't get a number, but 42 did. Set to work on only the hardest jobs his enslavement made him stronger and stronger. Building muscle on his tall body, he can easily stand eye to eye with an Orc.

One day while working the quarrys of alongside some Dwarven slaves they got a beating just because. A young Dwarf died in the process, leaving an older Dwarf in tears. The Orc made an example of him by smashing his head.

42 Stood motionless, lost in thought. Slivers of a memory long gone went through his head: A man crying over him laying on the ground. The man got picked up by his head, crushed against the wall and tossed to the side.

Then a whip cracked on 42's chest to put him bakc to work. He went berserk. Cracking the Orcs skull, and in a whirlwind of blood and fractured bones he fought his way out. With only the clothes on his body and an Orcish sword in his hand he was now free.

Doing odd jobs here and there 42 tries to remember where he came from. He still wears the shackles the Orc put on his wrists, as a reminder of where he came from and what he wants to destroy.

42 wandered the lands and slowly his rage subsided. He tried to remember his past but ended up missing the family he escaped from. At some point he crossed paths with an Orc transport. He confused the group with his appearance; a human wearing Orcish clothing and a big Orcish battlesword on his back".

The Vergu Orcs approached him with caution and to their surpise they could speak Orc with him. He seemed almost passive, and did not have a clear purpose or goal.

The transport continued it's path and they took 42 with them under one condition; never to talk about his past again, they removed his shackles. Along their travel he did small chores. His new Orc family was weary about his history and kept a close eye on him. Because of his passive nature he would have left if they told him so, but the Orc saw his kindness and decided to give him purpose by giving him a job.

He worked for coin and lodging. 42 Used his unusual human strength to feed the fires and eventually learned to work the metal. He became just like the steel they made; crude but dependable.

It took a while and a lot of carefull conversation to draw 42 out of his shell. But they managed and he became free enough to be put on their cargo transports. He knew the wares and had the muscle to keep the caravan safe.

On a trip to Stjordvik the caravan was overrun by enemies. Gnolls and Marnticores got them surrounded and the situation started to look grim. Then a group of strangers appeared. With fist, thunder and grease they helped to turne the tide and defeat the enemies.

This is how he met Teresa. 42 initially had no recollection of her, and if Teresa didn't recognise him they would have crossed paths unknowingly.

The group acompanied the caravan to Stjordvik and Teresa and 42 spend some time sharing stories. Eventually Teresa could tell 42 his real name, Elwood Betula, thereby freeing him from the last shackle the evil Orc put on him.