His story is a very harsh story, but packed with adventures. He is an descendant of the Mountain Dwarves, from the city Kal'Varoth. His family never let him go out, to the outside the world, but they told him many stories about it and his curiosity grew and grew. He had a harsh education by his parents, but their way of learning is what made him intelligent and quick witted. It wasn’t soon that he ran from his family and got out of the mountains. It was his first time seeing the outside world, in its full glory that he heard so much about. He ran and ran, eager to find a new shelter and some food. He was unsuccessful. Hungry and cold, he collapsed on the ground, his life flashing before his eyes. He closed his eyes and was awaiting death. But when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bed, with two beauties sitting next to him and caring for him. Next thing he knew he was in a village, surrounded by beautiful women, that were caring about him and helped him recover. Next thing he knew he became a blacksmith, making weapons and armor for many races and empires.
