Duvarchok Flikarov

Name:Duvarchok Flikarov
Birthname:Ezelkiv Flikar'v (Sau'yr abbreviation)

Nicknames:Duvar, Uncle Duvar, Duvvy, "Unca", Cherry (For some reason, the woman whom called him this told him that his name reminded her of cherries, to this day Duvar still isn't sure what she meant)

Titles:The Beast of the north, the Demon of the north, "Unca".

Race:Dralnu'Sau (Half-Sau'yr, Sau'yr are ancient Custom-lore cousins of Vrykul, since practically everyone knows what a Vrykul is, He just goes with "Half-Vrykul")

Class:Warrior/Rune-master/Bone crusher

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown (There is little information upon Duvar's exact age, all one could know is that he is the Sau'yr equivalent of a man in his early ninties. Mid Seventies during his first summounts of service in TGR)

Height: 16' 9"

Weight: 5 tons (Armorless)
~He was born in the Sau'yr homeland of Dur'modir (the proper Sau'yr term would be Zha'modik)
Background:Duvar's past is mostly vague, since he doesn't talk about it much, but what friends and such gained from his past:
EVENTS IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER

~At the age of 7 or so, he was kidnapped and sold in Icergarde's (Duvar's home city) sister and rival city, Zhaiygarde, as a slave-arena combatant.
~Lost his mother to the fever (What his family told him, his mother commited suicide, the living family who heard of it, since of it's traumatic effect on him)
~Lost his Neice to disasterous warfare (Self-explanitory, he was accused of 'Murdering' her when it was more of a Mercy kill, Duvar still questions his actions to this day)
~Lost his wife to a Zhaiygarde Mercenary named Vishnell (who later came back to "Finish the job", and was heard to have left the Scourge in the meantime, this also had a traumatic effect on him)
~Battled Archijbald in Icecrown (Killed Archijbald, and restored his former soul, which merged with his Deathknight soul, so it turned him into a morbid, dark-humored, "Monster")
~Got bitten by a Worgen (He turned into a Werebear from the worgen blood merging with his bear/boar blood mixed with Sau'yr blood..YO DAWG, I HERD U LIKE BLOOD..)

Personality: Duvar is very perverted, having nearly every fetish except for Corprophilia (those whom are sexually aroused by, literally, eating shit),Paedophilia (The proper term for Pedophilia, self-explanitory), and Incest (but with how the women he is relatives of look, it'd be moar liek WINCEST AMIRITE? *Ahem* Moving on..)
Duvar has a strange, warfare-caused ADD, changing from one thought to another (I.E once, when he, and a few girls, were confronted by Lifian (But that's a different story), he can't help but divert his attention to a cat that was jumping from house to house, and had to be reminded once or twice to keep his focus on Lifian and Edward, or when his lesbianic "Neice" was hugged her girlfriend, he couldn't help but fantasize about the girls being in bed, scissoring eachother, though the second is more of his perversion acting out than the first), though it is very rarely, since he is retired, to have these
kinds of incidents. Duvar doesn't talk much, Duvar also is willing to tell you about the time he was drunk for the first time, it involved a Elven woman, a Talbuk and a Sheep, and those who hear it have nightmares for Years.. Duvar is also very immature, which intertwines with his Perversion, he cannot help but to put a certain situation he faces to add a bit of sexuality into it, mostly with Comical results (I.E. When his lesbianic "Neice" was upset about her girlfriend getting married to a man while she was away at war, Duvar says "At least now you can have a threesome!")

Appearance: Duvar is a very broad-shouldered man, built like an Tauren, Duvar is very muscular, for his old, bewilderous age, He is also exceptionally agile, with his Sau'yr endurance he can
run for miles in full Sau'yr generalissimo armor (Might I add would be like having to hold up 8 full grown elephants in weight). Duvar's skin is lightly toned, because he sunbathes under the
freezing lands of Dur'modir, why? FUCK YOU, THAT'S WHY.

Relatives: Theleon (Brother, Deceased), Ludias (Brother, Desceased),
Matiera "Telyssa" Bloodmourne ("Neice", Alive), Ros'jin (Troll "Brother from another mother", alive)

Awesome backstory! /thumbsup

You know, you weight so much and are so small thing, that your heavyness should stir the Azeroth from its regular orbit. >.<
And 40k years ago was when Titans and old gods were at war.

I suggest you to adjust it or fix it somehow. As starters, how could any stool bare your weight? And if you walk on a desert, it would defenetly swallow you. And any building, be it stone of wood floor, would break beneath you. Immediatly.

But other parts of your lore, I like it :p

Meridia wrote:

You know, you weight so much and are so small thing, that your heavyness should stir the Azeroth from its regular orbit. >.<
And 40k years ago was when Titans and old gods were at war.

I suggest you to adjust it or fix it somehow. As starters, how could any stool bare your weight? And if you walk on a desert, it would defenetly swallow you. And any building, be it stone of wood floor, would break beneath you. Immediatly.

But other parts of your lore, I like it :p

Though Meri, keep in mind this is custom lore, so it might not make a lot of sense if you add it with the normal WoW lore.