From a young age Hadvaar ( a mountain dwarf lived a rough life having to become a exceptional warrior and blacksmith as his father was one of the most respected dwarfs around for his cunning skills in battle, Hadvaar trained hard to live up to his fathers expectations and one day when Hadvaar was going home from town (around 13) he was ambushed by 2 orc bandits stating “you never should have come here” Hadvaar defended himself well only to get a slash in his left eye by a dagger from one of the orcs in a rage he overpowered the orcs slashing at them till they were nothing but a bloody corpse. crying (from his right eye) hadvaar came to his homestead. His father outraged from the actions of the local bandits he went out on a bloody rampage hunting down the bandits till they were no more. Hadvaars dad was a town hero, after this Hadvaar was still training as a blacksmith and warrior but he always had a dream of owning a tavern and blacksmith shop so he worked harder at blacksmithing and he would go to his local tavern to talk to the owner about the skill of being a tavern owner, as Hadvaar was getting older (he is about 70 now) his father did too and he became ill Hadvaar loving his dad despite him being a hard on him he went out to look for doctors but there was no luck so he turned to the local shamans they used black magic and standard magic but it came to no avail soon his dad passed away saying these last words “ Hadvaar outlive my reputation” so Hadvaar crying at his fathers deathbed decided to honor his family which is in his dwarf blood to go train as a warrior in this time in his life Hadvaar pushed away being a tavern owner and worked hard at being a warrior, and a great warrior he was for his small town he fought many fights against local bandits and such but as Hadvaar got older he decided to settle down (about in his 200’s now) and he decided to study being a tavern owner and black smith.
