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Gorelath
_Player_2_
I am a tall orc with many scars from countless battles, I am known as "wind" because i am like a harmless breeze but if i will i can cut foe into 2 with one strong blow :: Ever since i was young i was feared for my advance swordmen skills taught to me be a Warboss who made me kill countless Zombie Pigmen and always put me in arena fights because he would always say "You are the only fighter that can entertain me" I was told not to kill my opponent, so i would try not to swing at full pace, but i still ended up scaring my foes. They started to through multiple enemies at me so i would have to fight between 5 to 10 people at once, they would get 1 or 2 hits on me but i was a man of my name, just like the wind it was impossible to kill me or even touch me :: i was sent into war multiple times to take a whole nation on my own . i did it with ease, i would only get a scar or two at max aftertaking down many nations i started to get old, and tired and ended up on my death bed at the age of 400, i asked my wife "why cant i die like a warrior, in combat, why do i have to die like wimp on a death bed?" my wife replied "When the warboss gave you the name of "Wind" he ment it, you cant be hit, you cant be killed, you move swift and kill quick"