LeopardMan19218

Kalvaroth is a human who grew up to the son of a tradesmen and a translator for many peoples, which required constant travel and dangers dealing with deals and disputes. During one of their travels, he was left in the care of some Dwarves and set way to the Kingdom of Norland, but after going missing on the road, the Dwarves took him on as one of their own. They took him to the Grand Kingdom of Urguan, and taught him the pleasures of a task well done,  in the ways of the forge and mines, overseeing great stones turn to statures and simple gems and ores becoming jeweler of divine quality. He lived with them for many years, before leaving to forge his own path, finding himself in towns with forge and smiting tools.

For a time, he simply worked as a part-time forger from town to town, but as he saw the beauty of the world, the craft of nature and the towns he gassed upon each passing day. He also saw it’s flawed, riddled with imperfection and incomplete tasks which skewed its beauty into abstract nonsensical no more pleasant to look at than horse fasces. And with all of these imperfections, he took it upon himself to fix them, taking up carpentry and masonry on top of forging to make the right tools to fix the tasks he deemed worthy to fix.

Over time, it became too much, and he eventually decided if he couldn't fix the world he resided in, he'd make his own without such imperfections and incomplete messes. Now he seeks to build a mighty mountain fort of his own, devoid of chaos and imperfections in the world, to view it would be only beauty and mastery of his craft. But until that day, he works, to fulfil his end goal of a keep so grand, the Dwarf Lords and Elven Royals themselves would come to gaze upon its magnificence. Until such a day comes, he shall work, and use his spare time to find a suitable location to craft such a place and keep it from others who wish to destroy it.