Rask Warrenwarder, of the Clan Darkfoundry
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Rask was born late one nght under the most mysterious circumstances. His mother, not knowing he had been choosen by the Mother Deity of dwarvenkind, was barely in labour for an hour, when her sturdy son was born without complication or incident… almost too perfect. During his childhood, it was always noted that rask has BOUNDLESS endurance. He could run, play, mine... forge with an almost endless vigor and he used it to great effect to be energetic, if not particulary skilled in his chores and games. During his childhood is when he met the three friends who would sshape his life forever. Simon, Future cleric of the Non Dwarven Torm, Was the arm and Eyes of the group. He always went first, or looked out for them all. Wayne, the leader and future cleric of Moradin the soulforge, was always planning, moving, or brokering some kind of deal or plan. Warren and rask eventually chose the mother, Berronar truesilver as their patron, not knowing Truesilver had choosen him SOOOO long ago. Since before his birth.
The life of a clanwarrior was not to be, Rask felt Healing and caring for warriors was just as noble and honorable. The only diffrence, there were FAR less to Care for the warriors, then there were warriors. Rask soon joined the small ranks of the dwarven hopitalitiers. A group of Clerics, Physiciains, Alchemists, and others whos mission was to keep Dwarven warriors who had been wounded Safe and return them to health.. Rask had always been the pinnacle of dwarven Stamina and endurance, Military life suited him, and he thrived. Then, the drow incursion came. Hordes of dark elves came pouring out of the tunnels near the city, and rasks unit was called to action, they went into a battle/siege that lasted 4 years, with heavy casualties on both sides, through it all, rask saved many lives that would have otherwise perish... those that could still fight returned to the lines, those that couldnt helped at the hospital. And the help was needed. the dark elves were relentless using poison, magic and skill to cause as much pain to demoralize the dwarves as possible. Then in the fifth year of the expedition, he recieved a runner from home. Clan darkfoundry had been contacted by surface dwellers and his friends were among those who were going to the surface, and they wanted him to accompany them, of course, this took some time to arrange. Rask had trained enough assistants and drafted enough wounded warriors that his hospital could run well enough without him, so he departed for the Clanhome. By the time rask got to the clanhome, his friends were a week ahead of him, in travel time, so he assembled a caravan of dwarven goods, and headed to the surface to meet his clanmates and brothers in faith. WHen he got to the town, the news hit him like a cave in. Kobold asassins had laid low Wayne, Moradins emissary in this world, and Simon and Warren had fallen to goblins hordes. NO ! 3 clansmen in one week... Rask went into a rage. He travelled to where Simon and Warren had fallen, and there with his groups, Katelyn, raida, wolf, and Terent they slew whole generations of goblins, almost innumerable greenskins fell before their combined might. After he satiated his rage over those 2 members deaths, he travelled to Peltarch. There he met Richard louis, and heard about the Order of the Divine Shield. He now travels with Richard, slaying Ratmen near the city, avenging Wayne. He will meet with the leaders of the Order soon, to be inducted, and begin his next stage in his life.
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