Urist Snorrison is a Dwarf born in the year 1307. He comes from the Stronghold of Kal'agnar and was raised in Clan Bronzecloak, a clan that specialises in smiting. Most of his childhood was spent learning, studying the history of his people and learning the basics of his Clan's craft before he reached the age where he can take an apprenticeship under someone who works within the Smith's Guild. He then spent decades working and learning the craft, learning the secrets of his trade and gaining enough skill to be considered trained enough to be a Journey-dwarf, where he is then accepted as an adult and begun working in the forges of the deep. He then spent decades working his trade, improving his skills and learning more until he could produce a masterfully made item and be considered a Master in his trade. During his years as a Journey-dwarf, he also began dabbling in using an axe and shield, spending his free time training and sparring.
After decades working as a Master Smith and a century hearing tales of distant places and strange beings. Urist was struct with a deep sense of wanderlust, an itch to explore and adventure, to leave the safety of his Stronghold and to wander the lands beyond. Naturally, he suppressed this odd and foreign feeling, managing to forget about it for at least a year before the fateful day where he got absolutely plastered in one of the local taverns of his Stronghold and insulted a few Dwarves, some of which are of High Standing. He then decided that it was perhaps a good time to leave the Stronghold and satiate that need to explore that he had suppressed for a year. So he packed up his belongings, gave a hasty farewell to his family and set out, wandering the lands above. Exploring the wild lands of Atlas, working in the busy cities of the Heartlanders. Now, he seeks his fortune and a place to call his own.
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