Darinndrabor was born probably 50 years ago. At least that is wat the old man named Damian told him. Damian was the person that found him on the steps of Cloud temple.
The old man took him in and raised the dwarf. However, Damian was a human and was already quite old.
So 15 years after Darinndrabors birth Damian died and the dwarf was once again all alone. After damians death Darinndrabor decided to leave their little cabin in the woods and venture out into the world. He never stayed long and always kept moving. He took what work he could and to his shame also fought as a mercenary a few times. You might wonder why he has not sought out other dwarves, and he probably doesnt really know the answer to that himself. Perhaps some day he will decide to go to Urguan but as of now This has been his way of life for the past 35 years and somehow he has managed to survive this long. Who knows whats next for him.
Darinndrabor felt a weight drop from his shoulder once he finally stepped onto solid ground again. He hated boats and was happy they had arrived. Once he stepped onto solid ground he looks around and sees a hive of activity in front of him. He hated it. all those people. All that noise. He preffered the peace and quiet. However he needed coin and this was a good place to earn some. Or so he was told by some traveler he met on the road.
He then sees a man approach him and listens to what he has to say, he then responds in a short and typical fashion for him. “I need coin”. He then turns around and walks towards the bazaar.
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