"What ze hell are ya doin' here?! Ze fog is coming and if ya don't hide quick, ze gray gnashers will come and devour ya. Ya won't run to ze city fast enough. Better run zat way, zere's an old tower very close. Hide in it and wait for ze fog to pass. Me gonna stay here and beat the hell out of the gnashers. Will be fun!"
— Voredd, shouting at a careless traveller on the road to Port Stellis
No one knows why Voredd, the imposing Ogor mercenary, has been banished from his tribe and no one had the courage to ask him. He came out of nowhere one day, walking the mists of the Ulgulands and introduced himself to the guards posted outside the gates of Port Stellis.
"Me name is Voredd and I been kicked out of my tribe. Been wandering around fer a long long long time in ze mist and ze dark. Had to fight all ze time against nasty beasts in the fog y'know? But today I'm real hungry and tired and bored of being attacked all ze damn time. If you gimme something to eat and let me sleep in ya town, ya know what? I will work for you."
Of course the city guards were completely caught off guard by this strange request. In normal times, monsters are obviously not allowed in the city, but Voredd was able to speak intelligibly (albeit with a rustic accent). And his intimidating physique frightened the guards, who could hardly find within themselves the courage to chase him away with spikes. So they chickened out and passed the situation on to their superiors, secretly hoping that their leader would call the stormcast warriors to rid them of this unwanted ogor.
In the end, commander Isilde Brumehaut made the decision to let Voredd in and temporarily offer him shelter and food, despite the protests from some soldiers. And it proved to be a good choice because Voredd kept his word: he started working for Isilde, becoming a major asset for her. Unsurprisingly, after the word had spread in the city, the Commander of the Candle was treated with much more respect at the next Conclave meetings. To add with that, the number of citizens filing administrative complaints decreased significantly because rare were the ones who dared enter the Candle headquarters while the ogor was in there. For the first time in years, Isilde felt like she was on vacation.
However the situation could not last forever. Voredd was getting frustrated like a lion in a cage because he was unsuited for civilized life. His skills were better used by sending him on missions outside the city. So the terms of his work were redefined: from now on Voredd would patrol outside the city, keep an eye on the wilderness around Port Stellis, look for possible threats, track down the most ferocious beats, help travellers coming from the misty moors to Port Stellis and return regularly to the city to make reports and stock up in supplies. Everyone, Voredd included, approved those changes. Nowadays the ogor spends most of its time in the countryside around the free city. He is actually very competent in his new job: having spent many years wandering in the Ulgulands, he knows many tricks and is an expert on how to face the dangers in Ulgu. If you plan to venture in the Ulgulands, you'd better ask him some advices before...