here is rorek's story
Rorek comes from a very wealthy and high end family. he grew up well off, but was taught the value of a dollar by his father. in school he was always one of the best athletes in the school all the way through high school faster and more agile than just about anyone in school his reaction times were the talk of the place. He was considered the most popular kid in the area and was able to charm just about anyone with his amazing looks and his ability to tell just what needed to be said. throughout school he worked on his physical prowess using his innate magic to boost his reflexes and even and his social skills, unfortunately this left little time for study or mental training and he fell behind somewhat in the logical thinking department and due to this he can easily become frustrated when a problem he is confronted with cannot be solved physically. otherwise things were looking great for the kid with friends and sports scholarships everywhere. Then it happened, the mob broke in late night one night and killed his parents. it all happened so fast one minute he was sleeping the next he woke to the breaking of glass and doors. when he got up he was able to get to his door when he heard a cry and gunshots. when he opened the door a mobster talked him, fortunately Rorek was able to subdue him and rushed out with a bat to meet the end of a trolls fist. when he woke he heard his sister crying and found he was strapped down to an IV, then he saw who he assumed was the brains behind this smiling and looking at him. "good, your awake, I just wanted to let you know your parents are dead, and your sister is coming with us." the mobster took a breath, "now this was rather messy and we can't be giving the cops reason to come after us, so you will be our scapegoat, everyone around here knows how good of a shot you are, it will be a sad case of overdose when trying a new drug, sadly you killed your own parents during the trip, your sister ran and was never seen again. what do ya think of that?" "nothing personal with you kid, just business ya know?" he shakes his head, "we coulda used a kid like you, its a waste, a real waste. Just think of it this way kid you will be famous, well in a sense." he motions to the ork off to his left and he flips a switch, Rorek feels the drug flow into his arm and feels the burning sensation, he struggles against his restraints as he sees his sister dragged off, he begins to see spots of colors and becomes light headed and soon the world grows dark. after an unknown amount of time he awakes in a small room, the smell of incense filling his nose, his head was throbbing and he only throbbed worse when he looked around. He saw a dwarf with his back turned, the dwarf looked somewhat familiar but he just couldn't place him through the pain. The dwarf turned at the sound of movement and smiled, "ah so ya did come around, thank the spirits. You had me scared for the longest time there laddie. I had to pull just about every trick, magical and mundane I knew on ya after they pumped so much of that stuff in ya. "Doc"? groaned rorek, remembering finally the dwarf mage and doctor in the area that he had befriended when he was young, he was like his uncle. "the hell you think would drag your ass 10 blocks? sanaty claus?" I found you passed out not long before the cops got there. lemme tell ya, you are one hell of a tough kid, most would have been dead before I gotem here. but, I got some bad news.". Doc takes a deep breath, "It seems that the mob has enough of the cops around here in there pockets to keep the blame pinned on you, your old life is over unless you wanna do 40+ years or risk it all on a miracle, but I have some friends in places you don't know about. I used to do stuff you only hear about in movies kid. I wouldn't want that life for anyone, but sometimes life doesn't care what you want. It pays well, and ya learn a lot of things in the biz if ya live long enough kido." Rorek groaned out a reply "but, I didn't kill them. Why would they think I did?" Doc shook his head, your a lot of things kid, but your not street smart, not as much as you should be. Your dad was a brave man, he did what he thought was right, and in doing so made enemies, lots of enemies. I was able to get you some of the cash your parents had left for you, but the corps and law are gonna have your account frozen for a long while, and unless you have a pro hacker good luck getting to it." Doc smiles wistfully, "as I was saying, I know a place for ya. It ain't pretty, but I think your touch enough and cool enough to handle it long as ya keep your head down. ever heard of a Shadowrunner kid?"
that was when Rorek was 18, he was thrust into the shadow world with only his physical prowess, his good looks, and his social skills. since then he has learned a lot including the street smarts. he still lusts for revenge on the men and the family that took everything away from him, he was going to make them pay, he was going to find his sister and get her back, he would do it, even if it killed him. this one is better :3. I could go on but I figure I needed to keep it kinda short. if ya wanna read more lemme know XD.
