Gothos

==Name==
Gothos
==Physical Traits==
Tall, even for a troll; Gothos has spiking silver hair over a mean face, decorated with tribal markings. His upper arms are scarred with buccaneer tattoos from his time with the goblin pirates. He always carries two weapons for butchering enemies
==Race and Class==
Troll Shaman
==Guild==
The Beastmaw Clan
==Occupation==
Since encountering the Horde, Gothos has studied the ways of shamanism
(also a flayer of hides and delver of ore)
==Family==
None
==Background==
Born on an Island, I remember little of my childhood; on my sixth name day, I was taken out into the wild and left to make my own way back to the village. An adventure! Ithought, although it turned out to be a bigger – and longer – adventure than I could have imagined…
As I made my way down to the sea, thinking of catchin’ a fish or two, I saw a ship in the water.
As I went closer to the shore to get a better view, I suddenly learned that some of the crew must have already made it to shore: I was ambushed by a group of little, green skinned men. Before they clobbered me senseless, I heard one of them cackle: “he’ll reach the higher riggin’ no problem, ha ha ha!”. I was awoken with a bucket of salt water over my face to find myself aboard the very ship I had being admiring from the shore. The leader of the little, green men introduced himself as Captain Shnizell and politely explained that I’d been “recruited” as a merchant sailor. The spirits only know how long I was aboard that vessel. When making port I always had to stay aboard and out of site; somethin about “scaring the locals”, the Captain would always mutter. But when we made anchor elsewhere, in less populated areas, I went ashore and joined the hunting party. So I saw a bit of the world and learned a trick or two.
Then one day, while sailing for BootyBay, I was tacking the main sail when there was a thunderous jolt of wind. All I rememeber was falling and falling…
It was four years ago, in Sen’jin Village, I awoke. I was being attended to by a young troll who introduced himself as Bom’bay. He explained that a patrol had been scouting the shoreline, just South of the village when they had spotted a ragged shape, bobbing in the water. After pulling me from the sea and dragging me back to the village, it was Bom’bay, I learned who had nursed me back to health.
Over the following days I told him my story; he listened intently and I learned of my heritage as a Darkspear. When I was able to stand and grasp an axe shaft, he sent me to a valley to the West. It was there that I began to learn to call on the power of the spirits.
I owed Bom’bay my life, but something far more. It was he who had shown me the path of the spirits and the art of shamanism.
I swore myslef to the Darkspear tribe and Vol’jin. As I learned more of their history and of the great orc cheiftain, Thrall, I decided I must journey North and visit this place – Ogrimarr. So here I stand, ready to serve for the Horde.
==Family Background==
==Criminal Record==
==Personal Notes==
==Current Status==
Category:Characters
Category:Horde
Category:Troll
Category:Shaman