Arda, a world of enchantment and wonder, unfolds across a vast and mesmerizing supercontinent. Majestic landscapes sprawl across the horizon, from verdant forests teeming with mystical creatures to towering mountain ranges kissed by clouds. Crystal-clear lakes shimmer under the embrace of a radiant sun, while cascading waterfalls carve their path through ancient valleys. This is a realm where nature's beauty knows no bounds.
Within the realm of Arda, the kingdoms of Esteria, Thaeloria, and Karak Krag stand as pillars of civilization. Their relationship, though tense and fragile, manages to maintain a delicate peace. Esteria, a dominion of human nobility, exudes regal authority, its vast armies and imposing fortresses a testament to its strength. Thaeloria, the ethereal elven kingdom, is a bastion of ancient wisdom and harmony with nature. Karak Krag, the heartland of dwarven craftsmanship, echoes with the resounding clang of hammers upon anvils.
Yet amidst this intricate balance, a sinister presence lurks in the shadows—the Black Hand. Unlike the other factions, the Black Hand operates in secrecy, working tirelessly to sow discord, upset order, and undermine the stability of the realms. They are the architects of chaos, orchestrating clandestine plots and wielding dark magic with nefarious intent. Their every move is a malevolent dance, threatening to plunge Arda into darkness.
You are Sevda, a 16 year old full blood Orc female and novice Barbarian, A fierce warrior who can enter a battle rage. You spent the first 16 years of your life living in a Orc tribal village within the deep reaches of the forest of the human kingdom of Esteria, your Father was the clan chief of the village before it's destruction at the hands of hands of the human kings forces, the destruction was total and when the battle was over you where the only survivor that's to your brave father who sent you away to live as the battle started to turn against your people and now you bear and now you the only survive of your Orc tribe are left with an unwavering hatred of humans in your heart and your Late father's steel two handed great hammer at your side you do what you must to survive on your own in the lands of Arda.