Brennak Kor
| Age 28 |
| Gender Male |
| Origin The Free States |
| Occupation Malcazadore |
History
Brennak was born in a remote village within the southern reaches of the Ilican Free States, a modest settlement surrounded by hills and forest. His father, an orcish mercenary turned woodsman, and his human mother, a healer, taught him the rhythms of the wild, the patience of the hunt, and the reverence of life.
That life ended one moonless night when a creature came out of the dark. It struck without sound or reason, tearing through the village like a storm. Brennak’s parents were among the first to fall. Though gravely wounded, he survived, dragged himself into the forest, and lived long enough to heal beneath roots and rain.
When his body mended, he swore to find the thing that had destroyed his home. His pursuit led him across the southern wilds, alone and hardened by the road. It was there he found an injured hawk; its wing broken, its eyes fierce with refusal to die. He nursed it back to health, expecting it to fly away. Instead, it stayed. He named it Veyra, and in its silent loyalty, Brennak found something worth keeping.
Months later, they found the creature. The fight was brutal, but together they brought it down. In the beast’s den, among bones and trinkets, Brennak discovered a gold Maldizia—a coin of the Malcazadores, the monster hunters’ guild. Taking it as both trophy and omen, he sought their nearest den and laid the beast’s head at their gate.
He was welcomed not for mercy, but for proof. Since then, Brennak Kor has walked as a Malcazadore—quiet, tireless, and bound to the hunt.
Brennak was born in a remote village within the southern reaches of the Ilican Free States, a modest settlement surrounded by hills and forest. His father, an orcish mercenary turned woodsman, and his human mother, a healer, taught him the rhythms of the wild, the patience of the hunt, and the reverence of life.
That life ended one moonless night when a creature came out of the dark. It struck without sound or reason, tearing through the village like a storm. Brennak’s parents were among the first to fall. Though gravely wounded, he survived, dragged himself into the forest, and lived long enough to heal beneath roots and rain.
When his body mended, he swore to find the thing that had destroyed his home. His pursuit led him across the southern wilds, alone and hardened by the road. It was there he found an injured hawk; its wing broken, its eyes fierce with refusal to die. He nursed it back to health, expecting it to fly away. Instead, it stayed. He named it Veyra, and in its silent loyalty, Brennak found something worth keeping.
Months later, they found the creature. The fight was brutal, but together they brought it down. In the beast’s den, among bones and trinkets, Brennak discovered a gold Maldizia—a coin of the Malcazadores, the monster hunters’ guild. Taking it as both trophy and omen, he sought their nearest den and laid the beast’s head at their gate.
He was welcomed not for mercy, but for proof. Since then, Brennak Kor has walked as a Malcazadore—quiet, tireless, and bound to the hunt.
Appearance
| Height 6'4" |
| Build Broad-shouldered and leanly muscled; built for endurance and precision rather than brute force. |
| Hair Dark brown, cropped short and shaved on the sides. |
| Eyes Amber-gold, sharp and predatory, with faint shadows beneath them from long nights on the hunt. |
Brennak Kor cuts the figure of a hardened frontier hunter. His skin bears a muted green-gray hue, his features marked by scars that tell of both survival and stubborn will. Layers of worn leather armor and thick furs shield him from the elements, each piece mended and repurposed through years of use. Across his back rests a recurved bow of dark yew; a short sword and knife hang at his belt. Perched nearby or circling above is Veyra, a dark-feathered hawk with a golden gaze that mirrors his own.
Personality
Quiet and self-contained, Brennak rarely wastes words. He carries the weight of survival without bitterness, but with a grim practicality. To him, morality is a tool, not a rule—useful when it keeps balance, discarded when it doesn’t. Despite his detached manner, he shows compassion through action: mending wounds, burying the fallen, or sparing those who no longer pose a threat. He respects strength of spirit, despises cruelty, and believes deeply that the wild owes loyalty to no one.
Skills
- Tracking: Uncanny ability to follow trails of scent, blood, or magic across any terrain.
- Mark of the Hunter: Can sense faint traces of unnatural life nearby, guiding him to his quarry.
- Hawk Bond (Veyra): Shares an empathic link with his hawk companion, allowing coordinated strikes and reconnaissance.
- Wilderness Survival: Expert in fieldcraft—setting traps, crafting salves, and navigating wilderness regions for weeks at a time.
- Archery & Close Combat: Skilled with both bow and blade, emphasizing speed, precision, and controlled strikes.
Art Credit: https://www.pinterest.com/lucasrosmaninho/_created/