The Slave Fighter
he was a rather large creature compared to most of the regulars in the local tavern. he was quiet and kept to himself. the few people that got enough courage to speak to him found he wasnt as dumb as he looked and was quite a compassionate creature, but when asked where he came from he would answer, "why does it matter? i am here now and im not going back." he had one friend in the entire world. he was a small kobold named Firn. Firn was much like himself. he also had the demonic symbol for slave branded on his arm. they didnt come from the same place but they both understood where the other had come from and had decided to stick togeather. they did little odd jobs here and there. acted as bouncers for the tavern and got paid ok and recieved a free place to stay. everything changed on that one day though. his whole world that he had built up for himself almost went to shit. thats right i said almost. On an overcast day much like most days this poor soul had seen. his ex-demon master came walking into the bar like he owned the place. when Xarnkor walked in and our hero felt his presence and immidiatly was filled with angry and fear and saddness. for it was this monster that had worked him day in and day out. it was this Demon that had torchured him for days and weeks at a time. then the deomn laid eyes on his old slave. He stood all of 8' 5" tall. and he showed it and spread his wings as he tried to instill fear back into his forced minion and said, "COME HERE YOU WORTHLESS HALF-OGRE! COME AND BOW TO YOUR MASTER AND BEG FORGIVNESS BEFORE I TEAR OFF YOUR HEAD AND FEAST OF YOUR BLOOD AND FLESH! COME TO ME NOW KY'VARN!" Ky'varn stood and faced his master and for the first time looked him in the eyes. Xarnkor wasnt use to this. never has a slave been bold enough to look into his masters eyes with malicious intent let alone stand against him. ky'varn looked at him and asked, "Can we please go outside? i dont want innocent people hurt." The demon stared back ".....sure but when im done with you this entire town will be taken as my slaves in place of you!" ky'varn stared back with confidence in his eyes " its ok. i will crush you and they will be safe." so they stepped outside. the demon immidiatly tried to use his magic through the brand on the green beasts arm but the half ogre resisted. then came the charge. Ky'varn whirled his great club about him like he meant buisness then lunged at the demon breaking the demons arm. then the other and then both legs and he let him lay in the streets.he said, "this is the point where you die and i am truely free." he crushed the demons head and in a flash of black and red light the brand lost its blackness and became a white scare on the half ogres arm. from then on he traveled alone helping where he could. and went on a conquest to gain all the strength he could to free his family and brethren from the horrid chains of slavery to which they were bound.