The General is a visibly scared and disfigured man, but his scars are more than skin deep. As a young man he found himself in love, he married and settled down with his wife. He lived a peaceful life and before long he became the father of a little girl. His daughter was everything to him and he spent as much time as he possibly could with the child.

Unfortunately, The General was not meant to live a life of peace. A nearby orc tribe had been raiding and pillaging small villages in the area, and a squad of soldiers from the Army of The Grand Order had come to put a stop to the trouble. The orcs had been pushed back and were retreating under pursuit of the Grand Order. While fleeing from the Order’s knights, a group of orcs saw the General’s home as a good place to make a last stand. Six green, nasty orcs entered his home. One of the orcs appeared to be some sort of medicine man or shaman. The other five were grunting mindless monsters armed with crude weapons. The orcs had no interest in leaving any of the General’s family alive so they attacked immediately, quickly dispatching the General’s wife while his daughter climbed out of a window and ran for her life. The Army, being on horseback, had not been far behind the orcs. They entered the home just a minute or two after the assault on the General’s family began. The General was able to put up a modest fight until the Armed Knights entered the home and attacked the orcs from behind. Once the orcs turned their attention towards the knights, the General was able to escape out of the same window his daughter had, and he ran to catch her in an effort to protect her.

He had not run far when he saw her. She was screaming in fear while being held by the orc shaman. This orc had apparently exited the home during the struggle. The General stopped a short distance away from the savage, grunting orc. He tried talking to the monster, begging for his daughter’s life. The orc showed no understanding in his eyes. Then. The orc gently put the girl down and let her go. She ran to father and he scooped her up holding her close to his face. She was crying hysterically and he was telling her she was going to be all right, but then he looked at the orc. It was sporting an evil grin, and began chanting. The general could see a foul glow forming around this creatures’ hands. Clearly this orc was a user of dark magic. The orc’s powers charged in just a few seconds. With a strange word the energy released from the orc’s hands and shot like lightening toward the general and burned them both until they fell to the ground unconscious.