Recent content by Korak Benthai

Sailing had not been kind to Korak. Not in the traditional sense of illness and restlessness that is common for would-be sailors, but rather in his solitude. Even in the great and biased city of Aliria he was able to find himself company and a good conversation. Not that he didn’t on the voyage...

Quoril’s confession of his own limitations had been disheartening, but not crushing. He had been cordial enough, and that was good. Korak imagines that he would be very familiar with everyone else hear before the end. To the best of his knowledge, the voyage was going to be a long one, and the...

As the voyage began its early stages, Korak was more than a small bit anxious. It had been so long since he’d left his tribe, banished to a life in exile as a representative of his people. After years there, he had made his way south, to the city of Alliria. Not the most bigoted place he knew...

Korak was trying not to gawk as he walked around the place to do introductions with his fellow crew mates; but invariably his eyes were drawn back to the alluring Centauress. Internally he decided that it would be best if he spoke to her last of all those assembled. He hopped atop some crates to...

Korak sat on a crate of preserves slated for the Silver Tern, for its venture to explore the new coast. The expedition was the subject of much gossip all across the land, and Korak wasn't about to pass it up. So for the past several months, he had been practicing all of the skills that would be...

Korak was loathe to ruin his grooming in the murky water of the shallows, but there was no way for him around the fact that they couldn’t afford to bring the boat to the near shore. Anchoring it slowly and delicately, Korak sighed in resignation. Then, when he had steeled himself to the concept...

Korak nodded in agreement with the Kriven’s thoughts on the matter and slid his blade back to his side. “Indeed. Though no doubt the Alirrian Guard have trampled all over the scene by now. Still worth looking into, big folk often miss small things. No offense to the two of you of course!” He...

Intrigued by their host's talent, Korak stepped closer and examined the false wounds all over his body. "Interesting...were they exactly like this? It looks like more of a rip than a slice.Some crude instrument of cutting, or a claw under the surface. Much more painful than a slice by knife."...

Korak took the flask and lowered it to his face for a whiff. "Errr, I'll pass. The harder stuff doesn't sit well, particularly this early in the morning. Another time perhaps. Maybe after some ales or meads of good flavor to dull my tongue first. But you're looking for newbloods. I know a few...

Korak pulled his leg-cutter from its place at his side and twirled it nonchalantly before planting it in the soft ground of the meadow. Then he started adjusting the straps for his shoulder pad. The fur lining was soft and felt comforting against his skin. It had been a gift from a travelling...

Korak was swift to act the moment there was a fight. A fight he was invited to? Even better. By the time Casmir had asked for his aid, Korak had launched himself at full speed to impact the back of the fleeing mercenary. He made a very satisfying thump when he impacted, and began laying into...

"Well, took your time in showing yourself, or did you like watching me smoke?" Korak snuffed out his pipe and hopped down from is low perch. "Hello blue one! The name is Korak." He dipped into a low sweeping bow at both Lia and the Kivren. "And we all seek the guilty party for the murder of...

Korak had found the grove easily enough, slipping past patrols and affecting a crossing. But to his mounting disappointment, the place was deserted. No sign that he could tell that would say anyone had been here very recently, but the bedding ground fro deer and other such animals made it...

Climbing atop a sign in the market, the red-haired Goblin looked rather spry, especially given his deep drinks the previous evening. But Korak was washed and cleaned, his mane and chops well-groomed. He leaned in over Casmir, and took a bite from some greasy meat stick. "Of course, sir...

It had been a few years since Korak had left the comfort of his home in Bhathairk. In truth, there was little to miss: a false title, a convenient forgotten hole to hide in, and Orcs to constantly fight. He had not minded any of those, but he had rediscovered his sense of adventure! Now out in...