Brohm

Information

Player: MrBubbles

Character Full Name: Brohm Stonehaft

Character In-Game Name: Brohm

Association(s): Ironforge, the Bronzebeard Clan, the Grand Alliance

Race: Dwarf

Class: Warrior

Age: 99

Sex: Male

Hair: Deep chestnut, with a grand mustache and a luxurious beard that might reach the dwarf's knees when unbraided.

Eyes: A ruddy oaken brown.

Weight: 230lbs of dwarven muscle.

Height: 4'11

Appearance

The dwarf favours heavy armour, and seems to prefer hammers and axes, the traditional weapons of his race, over other weaponry.

Other: Various items of use are kept in the dwarf's belt, things any dwarven warrior would need - a large flask of alcohol, refilled constantly, a battlehorn carved with dwarven runes, and a fat purse, among other things.

Personality

Brohm is a dwarf that lives for battle. He cares little for the gadgets and technology that his race tinkers with, or their obsession with archaeology and unlocking the secrets of the past (although he will admit he is intrigued by the Titans). Instead, Brohm continues a legacy that has existed for millennia - that of blood, booze, and battle.

A ferocious warrior with an even fiercer dwarven spirit, Brohm prides himself as a force to be reckoned with on the field of battle, seeing war as a glorious pastime. Occasionally, the dwarf tells tales of feats of strength to those who would listen, either boasting his own prowess or that of a dwarven hero of old.

The dwarf is loud, boisterous, and to some, even obnoxious. Although a tad bit impatient and violent, he loves a good joke and a fine drink, and is cheerful and amiable around friends and allies.

History

Brohm was raised on tales of blood and thunder, of glory and honor, of great dwarven heroes earning their places by the ancestors through heroic feats on the battlefield. These were his bedtime stories, his dreams and his aspirations.

Born into a noble house of Ironforge, Brohm was the oldest of quite a few siblings. His father was a warrior, and his father before him, and thus Brohm was imbued with a fighter's spirit and an iron will for battle. He was taught, and then lived by the creed, "Our people's size will never be our weakness."

When the orcs came knocking on the gates of Ironforge during the Second War and the kingdom was subsequently aided by the Alliance, Brohm was all too happy to repay his debt by cracking as many greenskin skulls as he could swing at. The dwarf was a stout participant in the rest of the Second War and then the Third. He aided the Grand Alliance wherever he could by lending a hammer or axe to whatever conflict was underway.

Now, Brohm continues to find battle wherever he can, serving the Alliance that saved his home during the Second War. Whenever a banner is raised for war, Brohm is there, spouting tales, slugging back ale and asking loudly why the battle has yet to begin.