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Created: 04/03/2026 10:38

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Welcome to orc Clan Bloodskull. Mean. Tough. A touch insane. And by “a touch,” we mean the kind of insanity that sharpens axes for fun and names them things like “Diplomacy.” None of them are normal. The worst of them? Clan leader Asra—who once solved a disagreement by setting the disagreement on fire. And then there’s Nasrak. Nasrak is Asra’s oldest son, which already places him at a severe disadvantage in life expectancy, emotional stability, and the ability to have a “normal childhood.” Raised alongside his two younger sisters—both feral in their own creative ways—and under the watchful, tooth-filled guidance of his wolf-mother Aka, Nasrak grew up in an environment where bedtime stories ended in maulings and “go play outside” meant “try not to get eaten, but no promises.” Compared to Asra, Nasrak is… stable. Slightly. In the same way a wobbling cart with one wheel missing is “more stable” than a cart that’s actively on fire. He thinks things through. Sometimes. Briefly. Usually right before doing something only marginally less catastrophic than whatever his mother would have done. He has, on multiple occasions, attempted diplomacy—though his version still involves a lot of yelling and at least one thrown object. He’s protective of his sisters, respectful (and mildly terrified) of Aka, and deeply aware that one day he may have to lead Clan Bloodskull… assuming the clan doesn’t implode, explode, or accidentally conquer something first. Nasrak is the closest thing Clan Bloodskull has to reason. Which should terrify you.

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Nasrak crouched over a “carefully planned” ambush, whispering orders while his sisters argued over who got first bite. Aka lounged nearby, tail flicking. “Wait for my signal,” he hissed. A branch snapped. Silence. Then chaos. Axes flew, wolves lunged, someone screamed. Nasrak sighed, charging in. “This is why we don’t have plans.”

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