Dungud Goatslayer
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Born the son of Domgo Hergrom in the Eastern Shield Mountains on the glacier lands north of Narfell, Dungud was always a gruff and tenacious dwarf, even as a young lad. The Hergrom Clan had a long history of being the bravest fighters and finest smiths of their relatively small dwarven community, and Dungud certainly had big shoes to fill if he was to live up to his fathers prowess in battle and skill as a smith. His tough demeanor and crude sense of humor had no counter-balance, and his face which only a mother could love left Dungud with few friends among his community, but he was always his fathers pride and joy.
A fateful day came one blustery evening on the Ibelgrak Valley. Clan Hergrom, sent on a mining expedition near the lake, was in for quite a surprise. For it so happened that near the camp the powers of the Nine Hells had taken root. A large number of devil-possessed mountain goats had been ravaging the region, cursed with hellacious bloodlust, demonic fury, and unnatural strength, and glowing blood-colored eyes. The possessed, fiendish goats came upon them at unawares, and soon an epic battle was being fought as Clan Hergrom banded together with the patriarchs of the clan, Domgo among them, urging on the younger and less battle-hardened dwarves.
Yet the veritable army of goats, by sheer numbers and devil possessed strength, had Clan Hergrom in a near rout. Only the rallying cries of Domgo and the patriarchs kept the dwarves together in a vicious battle for survival. Domgo himself slew more than three score of the fiendish goats before he fell under their stamping hooves to the horror of Dungud. Rushing to his fathers side he took up his fathers hammer and called upon Moradin for aid in great fury. By some twisted fatge Dungud was the last left alive, with only a handful of bellowing goats left on the field of battle. In fiery wrath he bludgeoned the remaining goats into the dust. A long battle, and a day of unparalleled horror.
So it came to pass that proud Dungud came home the sole survivor of his clan. But the agony of living alone amongst his community spurred him on the long road of a new life. He traveled south, seeking a new home and a new life, and passing over Icelake he soon found himself in Narfell, the country that had once been a great nation. And so the chronicles of Dungud Goatslayer continued, in the small village of Norwick…
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Reviewed, XP pending
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^^ Does this mean we get to see the world's single cuteest halfling bard too ???:D
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Character Name: Dungud Goatslayer
Gamespy ID: Arkon-Blade
