NAME: Kurgan "Bronze-Axe" Tryggsnev
CLASS: Soldier
RACE: DWARF!
Start WITH: 10 units but base gold.
STARTING REGION: The Empire of the Stone
BACKSTORY: These dwarves serve Emperor Fuvki Ironhelm, however, their loyalties are doubtful, as many dwarves of this time are. The Emperor is sick and his line has experienced a tyramid of disasters that have racked his dynasty and kin. The successor is unknown, and the Emperor bridges the final stage of his life... He will start crystallizing and turning into stone in any where between a few years to a couple hundred. The King is widely remarked as weak-willed, so his term might not as long as he might like... Nevertheless, like all Emperors, he desperately searches for the Doukcrystal, a fabled legend that can restore a dwarf's life back to when he was young. It would bring him untold wealth and knowledge... Most Loremasters dismiss this claim, however, and that it is merely fable and legend.
Kurgan is a low noble among the dwarves, but despite this, he is still highest ranking among his band of friends. His caste allows him to more or less choose his profession, but most of his kind choose to be soldiers, their petty riches allowing them to purchase their own armor.. and thus, any victories they make are not spent paying off said armor, but rather rewarding themselves with the riches of battle. He has a stern resolve, and is not one to chuckle first, the others respect him deeply and his caution has saved them countless times. What he seeks is unkown to all but one..
Kade Fierytin, a lore master, he is eldest among their dwarves and a strong adviser of Kurgan. He has spent centuries studying tomes, legends, and the history of the dwarves, and thus his wisdom is great. He is usually soft-hearted, and enjoys life, but as many lore masters... His curiosity had grown too great, and he tried to establish some ancient fables as his own, taking them from the Grand Library. Thus, he was dispelled from his college of knowledge, and any other does not accept him. He was therefore forced to travel with this band, but it was on his own accord. He enjoys the other dwarves, and the more... Dwarven interaction he gets from them.
Balin was raised on the streets of a minor town, he grew to be a petty thief from his life of orphanage. He is casteless because of this, thus he spends most of his time drinking and lying about his real identity. He was found by Kurgan when a few of his friends tried to rob the dwarf blind, sadly, Kurgan was accompanied by his trusty bronze axe, to which he used to bring the perpetrators to justice. He chose to spare Balin for his quick words and pleas for mercy, thinking him to be useful for in the future. Balin is in service towards his master, he who slowly became his friend as well. He is quick-witted, and a goodhand at whatever is needed, but prefers not to fight for his lack of skill.
Groth "Fire-Beard" Skagsson, a mighty dwarves metal worker. He is a pioneer of new dwarves technology that utilizes gunpowder. He has built himself a personal cannon because of it, and wears a stylish outfit to accompany his colors. He worked in Kurgan's household, and has known the dwarf since he was a boy. He is a loud fellow, that draws much attention because of his "charm"(as he puts it). He only drinks the toughest of ales and whiskeys, and has proven himself to be a favorite among the band, being Kurgan's right hand and even leading some of the dwarves on second-parties if needed.
Fodrin comes from a line of merchants, thus explaining his clothing. He is a stealthy dwarf that knows the hardness of life, having been through quite his fair share of the brutality of the caste system. Despite his family's urges, he wanted to become an archer, which, most dwarves just didn't do. It was not a prestigious job, and belonged to lower families and even the casteless. Despite this he did not deter, and worked hard to become a skillful crossbowman, which Kurgan admires him for. He is a good helping hand, and won't run at the sight of danger.
Brogar Grutterson, a quick to anger, and a quick to drink dwarf. He is often seen growling, and enjoys nothing more then dispatching a round of orcs while perhaps downing a round of ale. His family was once in prominence, but centuries of debauchery and scandalous affairs brought their local magister to strip them of most of their titles. Brogar is now just another Bronzebeard dwarf, his father half-stonish and his mother having died years ago, he has a vengeance like no other: one of loneliness. When he was picked up by Kurgan, he did not believe it, almost refusing out of fear. But with the Empire shaky at best, he agreed to leave his family and join this adventuring group.
Ulfar is a apprentice Runemaster. He has not earned the title yet, and thus only knows a few runes. Nevertheless he still styles himself in the most abundant of runic armor and trinkets, earning him the teasing of other dwarves. He has never taken a wound yet, however that is mostly because he hasn't been in many battles. He is bookish, despite his affinities towards the axe, and knows much of the history of runes. The dwarven power of runes comes from their ancestors, the stone giants, which granted them the ancient magic, this power is however decreasing slowly... Runes just being copied over and over, slowly and slowly losing their significance and power. Magic is not stagnant like the dwarves, but vibrant and always changing. The dwarven hold on their awesome power is loosening, the deca-annual offerings to the old gods having ceased millennial ago, a new era of change is coming to the dwarves. To either adapt and live, or to stay and risk the right of death may be the fatal choice... But history has not been written, and the courageous Ulfar is just the one to write it.
Herger "Long-Gauntlet" Gorinsnev, the most cut-throat dwarf you would never like to meet under the mountain. Once a rich merchant, enjoying the love of women and the exotics of the outside lands, he went to far one day though, and enjoyed too much... Dwarven merchants are the epitome of Dwarven greediness, but they too have their limits. Trading with enemies, lying and stealing, and even killing to get his way is the par of the course... But generally, insulting a dwarven lord is quite dangerous. His riches allowed him not to be executed, but he was kicked out of his guild, and was ruthlessly tracked by a few noble guardsmen and inquisitors. He has found himself in Kurgan's protection, but he rues it, preferring to be on his lonesome. He is an excellent scout, and quick to wit. He does not like to tally, and thus he is a good tracker for the group.
Yori "Frost-Beard" is an experienced veteran and a respected soldier. Quite possibly the most capable in a battle in Kurgan's band, he had been offered the position of Vanguar numerous amounts of times. He refused generally, preferring not to venture out of the mountains.. The one thing he mostly fears is the outside, thus he has spent most of his time as a guardsman. Not a luxurious life, he has learned a variety of secrets and obscurities, ones which almost shook him to his very core. He only speaks if asked, and tries not to obstruct the other dwarves' fun. Despite his hard exterior, he has his moments of caring, and will never leave a fellow dwarf behind.
Eirkson, son of Eirk is a gnome serf. He is bound to his master, like all gnomes in the Empire, he has no lands of his own an can't even claim a last name. Most gnomes have taken naming their sons after themselves, this only last for a generation however, before a new name is given to their sons. He is a good buglar, able to be quick and quiet, unlike the stumpy dwarves. Gnomish serfs are not liked, and teased generally. This makes gnomes either the most cynical, or the most quiet, but they always make good friends, for they do not always have friends themselves. A life of a serf is not a good one, ever. They are worked until they die, and their sons take up their mantle as slaves, having a caste of their own if ever a dwarf is found in this strata of life he might as well kill himself for his line will forever be forsaken. Despite this Eirkson likes the simple things in life, and his master Kurgan treats him as more of a equal then most.
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