Yurlond Forgefounder

Yurlond Forgefounder (57)

I, Yulond Forgefonder, the eigth blessing of Sharindlar unto given late Kolem Forgesure and Bade Holdfounder will tell my tale thus far so that the bards have somewhere to pick the tale from so that they make sing it in a voice sweeter than mine.

Being the seventh blessing to my parents is my curse, once my brothers take their place at the forge there is aught left but slag for me and so seeking gold I left Coppermount bound for Stonehold (or whatever city we are starting in).

I both envy and pity my brothers for whilst they have the warmth of the forge to warm their heart, they lack the ability to see what can be wrought in the flames and content themselves for the most part with simple items. Skillfully made to be sure, but they could make so much more. If only they were imaginative enough to apply forge teachings beyond the obvious. Iron alone is not so strong as true steel, but why mix just metals?

I seek the knowledge to do this, for I already have the power within my breast and forge arm. I seek to strengthen myself through more than just forge arts. I seek gold and power. I seek reknown as a mastercrafter, so that I may show my brethen that although I am the seventh blessing I am first among them.

Khora Silverfounder (269)

My grandmother and true matriarch, who tales have encouraged me to look beyond Coppermount to find my true place in the world. I'll miss her tales and homebrewed mushroom ale whilst I am upon the road.

Kolem Forgesure (195) and Bade Holdfounder (182)

Like all good dwarves I honour my parents and all I do is to seek their approbation. Kolem is a master armourer and reknowned for the quality of the work that he produces.

Audo (122), Dhatal (117), Nesk(110), Mhorg (101) and Talend (97) Forgefounder

My hardworking, yet unimaginative brothers. Whilst they can work metal as our fathers before us, that is all they do. They don't think for themselves, they believe what is good enough will alway remain so. Dhatal is particularly thick headed and were my arm as developed from the forge as his he would not have found it so easy to break my nose. I shall break him to me in time though. All are married except Mhorg who is pledged to Kola Goldlight.

Gidhi (126), Labira (113) and Gefan (89) Forgefounder.

My sisters, blunted to progess like my brothers for the most part except for Labira. Whilst she chooses not to work with iron her work with silver and gemstones shows a delicate and imaginative nature. Gefan is unmarried and with a temper like hers is likely to remains for a while yet.

Deslo Forgefire (52)

My nephew and truely a wonder. I wonder how the union of Dhatal and his dolt of a wife could have produced such a sparkling talent. Always asking questions and never satisfied with answers, I wonder how long heath will hod him fast.

Nadad Lodeseeker (65)

Curiousity I admire, foolishness I am less enamoured with. Whilst Nadad can be a trifle unreliable, when he come up with the goods he does so in spades. Whilst drinking he has confided more than one piece of useful information to me about town affairs.

Harar Axbreaker (160)

A fine dwarf who has seen the world and taken his piece of it and brought it home. He made his wealth in the world and still regularly steps out into it to ensure his coffers stay full. A warrior of the first order his strength lies in more than just the ax.

Swiftwalker (37)

A tactiturn plainsman who I enountered enroute to Stonehold, unlike most humans not given to idle chatter and for that I was most grateful. He was destined for Parchestol, I believe he was searching for something to aid his clan - Who, what or why he was reluctant to confide in a stranger such as me, although he did reveal it had something to do with his saving his people. We shed blood and had our blood shed together when attacked by bandits. In the manner of his people he considers us bloodbonded and seems to think I am in his debt after he saved my arm through his knowledge of healing and poisons.