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<blockquote data-quote="edwinb" data-source="post: 3757800" data-attributes="member: 55144"><p>Todd who plays Morand has written a bit of back-story for his character. I enjoyed how he explained exactly how his character would have aquired the skills of a scout.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Morand's Personal History</strong></p><p></p><p>Morand's clan made their living trading amongst small villages and camps. When Morand was but a child the clan had their most successful year ever and were overburdened with goods and slow to make their way back to Trailsend where they wintered. The first heavy snows came early that year and further delayed their progress. </p><p></p><p>Their bounty and presence attracted the attention of an orc raiding party. They fought valiantly and with great courage but were overwhelmed. What was a defeat became a slaughter as the last man fell and the orc's began killing the women, children and feeble of the clan. Morand escaped, running into the woods. Cold, alone, frightened and with desperate pleas to The Great God Moradin for salvation, he would have died that winter except that within days he stumbled across a small band of dwarfs that had fallen into savage barbarianism. They treated him roughly, but they allowed him to survive and live amongst them. </p><p></p><p>He grew tall and lanky by dwarf standards. His barbarous companions taught him to use both ranged weapons and traps to hunt game. As a gift for his contribution to the party he was given a rusty, dull, old and chipped dwarven battleaxe. As soon as he was of age he left the savages and struck off on his own, moving quickly, silently and living off the land, his range, speed and lethality with the crossbow improved. Practicing daily with his battleaxe he imagined over and over taking revenge on the orcs who had so cruelly butchered his family. </p><p></p><p>His ranging took him further and further until at last one day he reached Trailsend and found that he alone was the sole survivor of the trading party that had been ambushed that cruel winter so many years ago. Distraught, he held onto the stories that his father had told him around the campfire. That Clan Morand had been sworn and stalwart defenders of Realm Norgirn. They had fought valiantly and with great courage against the coming darkness alongside the great Fardann at Farak. These things were the stuff of legend and myth by this time, but Morand felt something stir within him. He saw the townsfolk as cowards living in shabby squalor, the illiterate barbarians of the wild as lost and beyond saving and he longed to restore dwarven race to it's former glory. </p><p></p><p>Viewed by the elders of Townsend with suspicion and disdain as being tainted by the wilds and unable to return to the barbarians who had imparted their cunning and survivalist instincts in him, Morand was set apart. Using his faith in The Great God Moradin as a shield in these foresaken times he let his rage against the orcs build. He now wanted to expunge every evil that had befallen the land and robbed his family of their true lineage as warriors. As an outcast orphan raised by savages he was unable to gain an audience for these views with the elders or townspeople who seemed content to live in their mundane existence in relative peace. </p><p></p><p>Morand soon became bored and disillusioned with townlife and in his frustration he fell into long periods of dark moods, until a group of adventurers entered into town and found a tome that described what Morand already saw as his fate. To battle tirelessly and until his last breath against the forces that had plunged the once mighty dwarven kingdom into darkness.</p><p></p><p>The Great God Moradin had indeed forged a weapon for Morand, not of metal but in spirit.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="edwinb, post: 3757800, member: 55144"] Todd who plays Morand has written a bit of back-story for his character. I enjoyed how he explained exactly how his character would have aquired the skills of a scout. [B]Morand's Personal History[/B] Morand's clan made their living trading amongst small villages and camps. When Morand was but a child the clan had their most successful year ever and were overburdened with goods and slow to make their way back to Trailsend where they wintered. The first heavy snows came early that year and further delayed their progress. Their bounty and presence attracted the attention of an orc raiding party. They fought valiantly and with great courage but were overwhelmed. What was a defeat became a slaughter as the last man fell and the orc's began killing the women, children and feeble of the clan. Morand escaped, running into the woods. Cold, alone, frightened and with desperate pleas to The Great God Moradin for salvation, he would have died that winter except that within days he stumbled across a small band of dwarfs that had fallen into savage barbarianism. They treated him roughly, but they allowed him to survive and live amongst them. He grew tall and lanky by dwarf standards. His barbarous companions taught him to use both ranged weapons and traps to hunt game. As a gift for his contribution to the party he was given a rusty, dull, old and chipped dwarven battleaxe. As soon as he was of age he left the savages and struck off on his own, moving quickly, silently and living off the land, his range, speed and lethality with the crossbow improved. Practicing daily with his battleaxe he imagined over and over taking revenge on the orcs who had so cruelly butchered his family. His ranging took him further and further until at last one day he reached Trailsend and found that he alone was the sole survivor of the trading party that had been ambushed that cruel winter so many years ago. Distraught, he held onto the stories that his father had told him around the campfire. That Clan Morand had been sworn and stalwart defenders of Realm Norgirn. They had fought valiantly and with great courage against the coming darkness alongside the great Fardann at Farak. These things were the stuff of legend and myth by this time, but Morand felt something stir within him. He saw the townsfolk as cowards living in shabby squalor, the illiterate barbarians of the wild as lost and beyond saving and he longed to restore dwarven race to it's former glory. Viewed by the elders of Townsend with suspicion and disdain as being tainted by the wilds and unable to return to the barbarians who had imparted their cunning and survivalist instincts in him, Morand was set apart. Using his faith in The Great God Moradin as a shield in these foresaken times he let his rage against the orcs build. He now wanted to expunge every evil that had befallen the land and robbed his family of their true lineage as warriors. As an outcast orphan raised by savages he was unable to gain an audience for these views with the elders or townspeople who seemed content to live in their mundane existence in relative peace. Morand soon became bored and disillusioned with townlife and in his frustration he fell into long periods of dark moods, until a group of adventurers entered into town and found a tome that described what Morand already saw as his fate. To battle tirelessly and until his last breath against the forces that had plunged the once mighty dwarven kingdom into darkness. The Great God Moradin had indeed forged a weapon for Morand, not of metal but in spirit. [/QUOTE]
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