Durumir son of Domir and Bithra, a mountain dwarf of the FrostBeard clan 4.0 feet tall, who wanted to become a great blacksmith like the ones before him.He mastered the iron hammer at 12 years old when the majority of dwarfs managed to wield the iron hammer at 15 to 18 year old, he opened his forge at 50 years old but 2 years after the army came to recruits people for the army to raid Petrusan an almost impossible task. In the Trainig he wasn’t doing that good in shooting with the arrow and bow and many of his fellow comrades thought he is putting he’s fate in many strangers hands, he has a big heart maybe even bigger for himself or the people near him and when it comes to sneaky attacks done all by himself, well even a bear it’s doing a good job compare to him.But when the came time the warband got attacked by a horde of Orcs and he got knocked off...After he woke he was found himself in the Loftywoods after that he tried to get back to the mountains but, he went through many forests and hills and he decided that it be more interesting to keep adventuring the world of Atlas and is still hoping to be in a brotherhood to go in adventures with them and telling stories of their past life and bury it they grief toghether
