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Brozmumlir is the second son of Loknuir Kegforged of the Greataxe clan and distant cousin of Bazian Grandaxe. Brozmumlir grew up within the honorbound traditions of clan Greataxe in the city of Kal'Omith. His father worked as a blacksmith in the city and his older brother as a miner in the nearby cave systems. Throughout his life Brozmumlir shirked his duties at his fathers forge in order to learn about the Dwarven days of old. He would often sneek away to the great stone archives to spend hours reading and day-dreaming about mighty kings and their glorious battles. He wished to one day uphold the Greataxe vow to maintain balance between all races and to fight alongside his bretheren in epic confrontations with evil. Besides, indulging in his fantastical imagination, Brozmumlir thoroughly enjoyed a good ale and would often challenge his fellows to drinking contests. His record to date is two and a half barrels of ale in one match! His growing victory count , inevitably, resulted in many insultsand brawls though most are forgotten as things are when one has drunk too much. All was nt fun and games for Brozmumlir. His father valued duty and honor above all things and often punished Brozmumlir with extra work. The hard labour and constant fighting forged Brozmumlir into a strong and capable adult while his hours in the archives gave him an intelligence not seen in most dwarves. For now, Brozmumlir works hard at his fathers forge, with the odd visit to a tavern or archive, every weary of what the future may hold.


Character Name: Brozmumlir Kegforged
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 92
Physical Description: Standing at 4' 10", he is a strong handsome dwarf with fiery red hair, flawlessly styled beard, and purply blue eyes.
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”

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"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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