At birth, yorlugs mother abandoned him with his dad and they left him and his brother to fend for themselves in a land of war. they hiked long journeys and camped far from home never looking back and always looking for a fight. Across their journey, they found a injured Baby dwarf, and they took it under their wing. They started to watch him grow and took him in like a brother, until one day he fled, never to be seen again.
20 years later, Yorlug was living a happy life in the mountains when a scouting group of highlanders attacked him and his brother and left them by themselves with nothing. He was left saddened by the tragedy, until one day he came across a party of dwarves (irehearts) and they took them in as clan members.
As he entered the bazaar he looked around slowly taking in the air and the people, when looking around he noticed a man starting to come towards him and he stood in front of him and asked the question; “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?” He then replied in a calm tone but slightly aggressively, ''I'm looking for a party. I need some men for me and my brother are looking for riches and to kill every last highlander on this retched land, we need strong able creatures and enough for a adventure. Men of weapons and cooking and they would have to ready for anything.''...
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