Full Name: Ulf Daklan
Age:40
Class(es):Fighter/trying to go dwarven defender later 10/10
Race
warf
Subrace:
Alignment:Lawful Neutral
Deity:Vorax
Domains (if cleric):
Biography and Description:
I was raised in Haven on the Contenent of Mistone by a father who was a blacksmith, and mother who was stern but loving and fair like most dwarven women. They had a strong will and understanding of right and wrong they instilled that upon there 3 sons.
The two older sons work with my father learning the blacksmith trade. I have a profound pride in my family and would drop just about anything to come home to aid them or bring someone to justice that had wronged them.
When I was younger I wasn't always the strongest but was very hearty and a little quicker than most. I had the ablity to drink more and it took more to take me down than most. I have red hair and beard that come from my mothers side, I am about average size
for a dwarf. My parents were worshipers or Dorand but as I grew up I found that the teachings of Vorax were more of what I felt in touch with, Dorand is in my mind but it is Vorax that commands my attention.
My father was none to happy with me when I said that I believed I was meant to help and defend people and I was going to
go out into the world to help as many people as I could.
This was brought on when I was younger and I saw a dwarven child, of about 8yrs, out playing a little to close to the edge of a
small grove of trees. I had a strange sense about this so I walked towards the child and just before I reached the child a wolf came out of the trees and headed straight for the child. I picked up a large stick and started waving it around and yelled for the child to run, the child took off and now I was confonted with the wolf. I hit the wolf with all of my might but just seemed to
anger him and he lunged at me but missed, but I fell back. He was on me in an instant and I was just able to raise the stick and shove it in his mouth, he bit through it like it was nothing. All I could do then was raise up my arm to protect my face and try and fend him off, as his teeth entered my arm and I heard the bone break all I could think was that the child was alive and that gave me a sense of well being even as I knew I would be the one to die, just then I heard a sicking thud and then again and again, the animal slumped to the side with arrows sticking out of his side.
There happened to be a hunter in the area and saw the child and went to see if he could help me. I took this as a sign that I was spared so that I could be there for people when they were in danger.
When I had recovered from the injury I told my father of my plans for the future, he was upset but he was a victim of his own teachings he had raised me to be helpful. That is when I decided that going out into the world would alow me to hone my skills so that I might defend people that could not defend themselves.
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