Beorgrun

Information

Player: Vagabond.

Character Full Name: Beor'grun Stormfist

Character In-Game Name: Beorgrun

Nickname(s): Beor

Association(s): Ironforge (By race), Loch Modan (Birthplace)

Race: Ironforge Dwarf

Class: Warrior

Age: 53

Sex: Male

Hair: Bronze

Eyes: Dark brown

Weight: Three hundred pounds

Height: Five feet tall.

Other: He has many scars, having been fighting since a wee laddeh. His clan's name isn't Stormfist, but he took it after an encounter with a Wild Dwarf Gryphon Rider who had witnessed Beor fighting a forest troll. He commented , after seeing the fight, that Beor's fist hit like his (the wild Dwarves') Stormhammer- When he visits, the wild dwarf greets him, jokingly, as Stormfist.

Alignment: Chaotic good.

Appearance

Wears little else but a loin cloth in battle, when outside battle he can be seen in a kilt perhaps.

Personality

Beor practices a ..almost spiritual way of life. He is very curious as to what his people are within their very cores. He sets aside weapons and armor, relying on his own strength, believing there is something within him that holds all the protection he requires. He views the Titans with reverence , believing fully that they are in fact the creators of the Dwarves; that within Dwarves, there is a power that has been hidden in them. He fights to challenge his mind and body, hoping to unlock the strength that the titans instilled within him and his people. He has a great love for the Dwarven people, lands, and ideals. He is very honorable; he will keep his word and wont lie or cheat unless he feels it's necessary to further his good intentions. The innocent , he feels, must be protected to every drop of blood and he is very soft and gentle when it comes to children- can often be seen playing with children, his massive form betraying the gentleness he is capable of. On a whole, he is blunt and direct, not wasting any time with flowery words or unneeded pleasantries when there are things to be done. He doesn't make friends fast, but when he considers someone a friend, they can expect a stalwart companion.

History

Beor was born in Loch Modan to Braegor and Gralda. From the time he was able to walk and run about he had found great interest in fighting, being a little scrapper, often getting into brawls with his father's companion Beru, a bear (The bear was friendly enough not to smack him around to much). He went about his young life getting into mischief, as most children do, and as he became a young adult he even engaged in small skirmishes with the towns not so friendly neighbors. Though, it wasn't until his early adult years that he found himself. Prospector Stormpike began an excavation site nearby , fueled by the possible evidence of a racial heritage most were unaware of. The rumors came even to Loch Modan where Beor was instantly hooked, convinced that it had to have been true. He would walk around the excavation site with wide, bright eyes, excitement and wonder coursing through his veins at what the prospectors dug up. It was during one of these days when the site was seiged by many Troggs; try as they could, they could not fight the many Troggs back. Stormpike and his people left and it was a good time before prospector Ironband found his way there, by then, though, Beor had found it in him to venture into the world to find proof in himself that his kind were , in fact, creations of the Titans.

He finished growing at a very impressive size, his body rippling with muscle, his fists had hardened into deadly weapons that he had grown accustomed to using; he often simply bashed away at foes, ignoring the wounds they left him or the knuckles he split. He became a bone crusher, though with a more deep existence, his goal deep and with his people and his possible creators in mind. He travels now, testing his limits against the evils and injustices of the world.