He comes from an unnamed town, far behind the mountains and deep below a groaning mountain, his kind's clammering and bashing of hammers against anvils and their constant mining is hidden by the loud noise of a rushing river nearby, but every secret one day must be unearthed and so was his village by the man that conquered, his village now torn and collapsed under the weight of rock, he alone survived and lost hope of seeing anymore survivors. he's not very attune to hearing odd comments from folk taller than him about his beard and style of mannerism, but to one kind he does have love for, horses! as it was the sole reason for his survival back in his old hometown during the attack, he escaped rushing through forests, the horse knowing it's path and avoiding obstacles, it was the reason he got out of there unscathed, now he wanders around ildon trying to find trouble with his loud mouth and deep grumble, you won't find any stories to be shared by him unless you become acquainted with him well.
