Heimdall
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Player name: Flavafat
Character Full Name: Heimdall Blackbeard
Character In-Game Name: Heimdall
Nickname(s): Hemmy
Association(s): The Alliance, SI:7
Race: Bronzebeard/Wildhammer Dwarf
Class: Rogue
Age: 76
Sex: Male
Hair: Black, tied back with a large beard extending down to his waist.
Eyes: Hemmy has bright vibrant hazel eyes.
Weight: Around 220 lbs.
Height: Just about 4,9", slightly shorter than the average dwarf.
Alignment: A Lawful Neutral with his own code.
Appearance
Hemmy is usually seen wearing firm grey leather armor, custom engineering goggles, and just about any weapon he can find he usually keeps somewhere on him just incase something happens.
Personality
Hemmy is a kind fellow, with a warm and open heart. At times he can be quite vicous, such as when he is dealing with ignorant and disrespectful people. Despite being a Dwarf Hemmy has a slight racist attitude towards humans, because of them being so new to the world and in his past expiriences with them they have been arrogant and cocky. He has also taken a liking to the elves, believing that they are one of the more humble races even though they have been alive for so long. Hemmy follows his values strongly, no matter what the cost is.
History
Heimdall was born into a poor, secretive family consisting of his father, Keelin Bronzebeard and his mother, Liunus Wildhammer. The two clans being enemies, the birth had to be a secret similar to Keelin and Liunus's relationship. The family lived in a small hut south west of Ironforge, consisting of very little furnishings except for two small cots and a few crates.
As little Hemmy grew up it became more and more dangerous for the family, fearing that Keelin would be exiled from the Bronzebeard family and Liunus being banished from the Wildhammers. Keelin became a thief, pickpocketing various people in Ironforge. His prizes ranged from copper and eventually to gold making him become even more known. It is unknown who exactley "ratted" the family out but someone close to them did. A group of mercenaries came to their hut one night, moving with speed and stealth. Hemmy awoke to a dome of a smokey blaze surrounding his body. He looked around wildly for his parents. He bursted out of the hut, standing at only 2,6". He saw various shadey figures ranging in height surrounding him. He looked down to see his father on the ground, blood dripping from his lip and his mother yelling and begging. Hemmy ran up to one of the figures, ramming into his knee cap with all of his might. The figure fell to the ground, while another one smashed a foot into Hemmy's mouth causing him to ram straight into the ground, knocking him out cold. Hemmy awoke inside of the gates of Ironforge, in nothing but rags.
Not knowing where his parents were, or what was happening, Hemmy began to pick pocket for a living. He made sure he didn't make the same mistake his father had by stealing only a few silver and copper. Not once did he get caught, until the end that is. As he reached into a human heavily suited in leather's pocket he felt the man grip his hand. Hemmy looked shocked as the human flipped Hemmy over his shoulder then slammed him into the ground. "What are you doing dwarf.." the human hissed to Hemmy. "I-I-uh-s-sorry sir..." Hemmy studdered amazed at the man. The man launched the four foot tall Hemmy into the air then onto his feet. "So I assume you need money..." the human said with a wicked grin. "Yes sir." Hemmy nodded sternly looking up to the human. "I'll get you money...if you do me a favor...or I could turn you in to the guards now." the guards patrolled the area right near them looking around for anything suspicous. An evil look was in the human's eye, but Hemmy had no other choice. That's how Hemmy's mercenary career began.
Years passed by, Hemmy growing tired of the human's cocky attitude while Hemmy did all of the work. The human's name was Ronald, and he had taught Hemmy everything that he needed to know. Finally it broke down. "Hems, I need you to do an imporant job. There's a woman named Claira McCloy. She lives in Stormwind-" Ronald paused balancing a strand of straw in his mouth "Old Town to be specific. Her husband owed me some money, but he recently passed away. I want you to teach her a lesson, and make sure that she knows that she now owes me that money." Ronald said with a satanic grin. "You can do that for me, right Hems?". "No...no I can't." Hemmy answered with a stern face. "Excuse me?" Ronald looked shocked. "You heard me." Hemmy stared up to Ronald. "After all I've done for you you little brat...that's it." Ronald turned to one of the guards slowly. Time seemed to slow down for Hemmy, thousands of thoughts spinning through his head. Hemmy ripped his dagger out of his waist, then stabbed it into Ronald's back. As the guards talked Ronald attempted to scream, but Hemmy launched himself up covering Ronald's mouth with his forearm. He ripped the dagger out then slit the throat open cleanly. The blood spilled out, causing Ronald to fall to the ground. Hemmy dragged the body into the shadows slowly, the guards turning in the direction where Ronald would have been if Hemmy waited a second later.
And so, Hemmy continued his career, but this time solo. He got all of the profit and he took the reigns of the operation. Eventually Hemmy decided to settle down, as much as his personality could, and joined The Lion's League. He has changed his last name to "Blackbeard", not being full Wildhammer or Bronzebeard. Not knowing much of his past has reflected on his values and his personality consisting more of his own opinion rather than the traditions of his race. Hemmy hasn't yet given up hope on finding his parents murderers, but has put it aside for now because of current issues that he must deal with.
