Gregor was born on a simple farmstead in the old lands of Norland, just outside of their once swamp dwelling. It was upon the fall of their land, and the eventually travel to the new promised lands North, towards Nordengrad, that Gregor prepared himself to make the caravan trip with his llama home to his people. He was prepared for a battle, hearing tales of a war brewing between his people and the Empire once more. He was ready to fight, axe in hand, and ready to till the fields a hunger in his belly.
Gregor had passed Belvitz on his way up to Nordengrad, waving high to the people preparing for war as he stopped to buy a few loaves of bread before continuing on his journey. He was now full of bread, and happy to make his way through the caravan to Nordengrad.
He is driven by the motivation to find success in his meager life as a simple swampwood cutter
