<div class="floatright">(http://i1266.photobucket.com/albums/jj523/idej/bc37c3add2c61d169c7f0c64466922c7_zpsc6gcmkiq.jpg)</div><br/>Thrask Salazar (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1170268)<br/><br/>Thrask has made a long journey since he and his half-brother Caelandril met up.  While not at the peak levels of many of the warriors he has seen, he was still a force to be reckoned with when he would be on the fight scene.<br/><br/>However, that isn't how Thrask is right now, he had his halberd strapped to his back and peacebound because it was a time of festivities, not a time for fighting.  With the biggest grin on his face he would look at each booth with awe and amazement.  Doing his best to speak calmly and civilly with others in spite of his orcish appearance, Thrask was a merry fellow laughing and soaking up the environment like a carefree buffoon.<br/><br/>It was a rare moment for the half-orc to see some festivities and he was gonna soak up every last drop of it.