Abdul

A barbarian from The Great Desert.

History and Origin
Living life in the desert from birth, he is one of the few babies to reach maturity in the dunes. Rose through the ranks in his relatively small horde by beating all those above him, even going so far to defeating his own father. Now holds the role as War-chief for his horde, but distinguishes himself through his intelligence, which exceeds that of most if not all barbarians, and cunning. His worship of Prethagmi has also earned him a small amount of notice from the god himself, who has observed his work as a possible medium to unite the nomads in The Great Desert.

Appearance
A relatively small man, and not more then 18 years old, giving him a rather lithe frame with lean muscle. His dark skin is mostly covered by robes and cloth armor, and two large knives hang idly from his belt when not in use.

Speed
Despite not being as powerful as some of his onhorts, he far exceeds their movement, being speculated to even being able to outpace a cat-folk.

Cunning
Not being afraid of getting his hands dirty, he has led his warband to victory countless times against stronger or larger hordes, mainly due to his strategic mastery and new-wave thinking (for a barabarian, of course).

Role in the RP
He has currently only shown interest in the Mad Lands after sacking a caravan near it's border, and has now been greeted by an unknown presence (Keshur). Once Keshur revealed himself, he then proceeded to drive the simpler of Abdul's men to insanity with ease, and then called forth a swarm of Inago when Abdul and the pilgrim, Zed, try to leave the border and head inland. After fleeing the rest of his men, who either stayed behind or were too slow, were devoured alive or driven to death by the Inago's madness aura and their devouring nature. He now is sufficiently far inland the desert to be away from the Inago's reach, but has no warband and is nearly powerless as an individual, with only Zed as a companion. After having a message delivered by one of Prethagmi's centipedes, he and The Pilgrim have travelled to Prethagmi's lair to only be greeted by a mass of other travellers, also called for the same unknown reason. He, however, suspects that recent accounts from nomads of the east that a large scale attack is underfoot is the reason.