His father worked in the smith, his fathers, father was a smith and so on and so on. His sister ran north he hasn't heard from her since and his brothers soon left home in search of riches. he was the only one that stayed to follow family traditions. His father a drunk taught him away the smith and how to chug a good beer. In reality he wishes he would of gone with his brothers and he would of if it wasn't for his ill mother, she doesn't have much now. Now a days he believes his brothers and sister is dead, he feels but work must cuntinue. His father still the old drunk man screaming around the family forge, he believes its his fault his mother doesn't have long. Although he isn't very... open about his feelings he truly does love smithing and hopes to one day smith for the king himself. The one trait he does get from his father is his temper, he hates elfs with a passion always thinking theyre better than him, it burns inside him but hes never seen one himself just stories his father told him. he loves a good scrap as well a few drinks and hes starting fight. Now his mother has passed hes 23 with his father and is planning on doing his own escape once night falls his father is a master smith drunk or not he will survive. he was only taught the wayof the smith so he has no idea how he will survive but he will find a way. he doesn't know what a mountain dwarven will do out here but he will find a way he will take some ores to make some money. he leaves kal’varoth tonight. But before he leaves his father told him stories of his grandfathers private chest in the forest he plans on taking what's inside. (its not real)
