the world of till hundor
A 4'2" blonde dwarf with a wild yet braided beard with blue eyes wearing dwarven royal full plate carrying a custom built battlehammer.
Aggrunor came from a place high in the northern mountains where there is a Dwarven town built into the base of a mountain. Within a days easy march there is also a settlement of a few small towns centered in a valley between a few mountains and a couple small lakes. Around this area are cold windy desolate tundra where there are nomadic barbarian tribes. Aggrunor is the son of the Dwarven king Graril. Graril before he was king was also a fighter like his son Aggrunor. Graril has two sons Aggrunor and his younger brother Panian. Panian is a Paladin who strives to be king. Aggrunor heir to the throne does not wish to be king but be the General of the army. He has made this clear and has denounced his position to the throne. That made it easier for everybody for there is no quarrel among the noble family. Aggrunor chose to live above the majority of the dwarven population just shy of the surface. With him lived his wife Stauval and his two children, his first born son Davroar and his second born son Gardamin. One day as Aggrunor was out on an expedition with his troops out to clear the road of ice trolls and yetis which have been bothering tradesmen and thus slowing commerce of the local area including even the barbarians, who are more civilized then most outsiders would expect. A band of goblins led by a few stone giants attacked the outer levels of the dwarven settlement. Few dwarves were slain little real damage done, all but a few of the goblins were killed the rest fled from which they came. One stone giant was slain the others also fled. Among the casualties was Aggrunor’s wife and children. They were mauled mercilessly without abandon. When Aggrunor came home tired and wounded from vicious battle which he saw two of his best friends die by the hands of those vile creatures he found his home destroyed and his family dead. Months went by as he drained away the pain through ale but it never really went away. After some time of an overburdening depression he sought audience with his father which he told Graril that he could not stay there any longer. Graril understood. Aggrunor swore that he would return one day with all goblins and stone giants slain by his hand, not only that but a dwarven army to reclaim that which they had lost, thier ancient homeland. So off he went adventuring the world as a sword or rather a hammer for hire. Out to eliminate the goblin and stone giant monstrosity defacing the world. As he was on a mission to put somebody in his righful place he heard of a island crawling with stone giants and goblins, not only that but he also heard a name that sounded familiar it was the name of the tribe leader or what he had assumed to be the tribe leader of those evil creature that so wronged him so long ago. It was told that on this strange island that he had never heard of before was under great stress from just overpowering he corrupt government and needed veterans to build up the militia. Aggrunor could not resist the oppurtunity to get his hands on both those who wronged him and the power of men to to get him that oh so desired revenge. Once on way to this island the ship crashed through a storm and was standed with strange companions. He accepted these companions as they were needed help. As they adventured this island they came to a cave which they explored and ended up fighting a half fiend. they barely survived. After surviving the encounter they were informed of the unsettling fact that they are the chosen ones and that the leader of this band of giants is king Killenar. This evil tyrannical bastard ruler. Aggrunor wants him dead. So does the rest of the party they all have a grudge against this man. Through the portal they went and now they are in Eldendale. Through all of these challenges Aggrunor is hoping to find a person who could help him contact his father so to inform him of his recent findings. Also he is wanting to inform his family of his recent allies a unlikely bunch all of whom have learned of Aggrunor’s fear of water and yet to find out that he will not fly either. Every night Aggrunor ponders as to why he is finding himslef more and more akin to this half orc Ganos. He is an orc a cousin to goblins a hated enemy of the dwarves but yet this half orc has grown on him. As is the human monk. He hopes that his Father will not be disappointed with his friendship of Ganos for Graril does not like orcs at all. These elves in the party he is not so sure about first off they are elves but they also sneaky elves and those who are sneaky tend to do some unhonorable things, and honor is a major decider in which Aggrunor will like or trust somebody.