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Thorgrim Frostbeard Dwarf Paladin
Background
Of the noble houses within the great Dwarven city of Orzimmar,
Clan Frostbeard is second in
power and wealth only to Clan Ironfist.
I am the first son of the late Thorin Frostbeard, Lord of Clan
Frostbeard. By rights, it should
be I who hold the title of Lord Frostbeard, but events have
conspired to deny me my birth
right, the story of which I will tell you now:
Fathers death was a long time coming, he had been ill for nigh
on two decades. During this
time Father acted as advisor to the new King Balin Ironfist who
was a good and benevolent
king. Together they saw trade prosper and put the people of
Orzimmar first.
This union did not sit well with some of the other noble houses,
or indeed some of the nobles
within my own house, who were used to a more defined class
divide. As my fathers death
drew near he arranged for the marriage of my sister Thoria and
King Balin. Due to foresightunknown to me or perhaps fearing the
plots of court, my sister married the King under a false
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identity, claiming to be from a distant branch of the
Frostbeards. The truth was only known to
my close family and the King.
It was but a month past the wedding feast when Father succumbed
to his prolonged
afflictions and in death went to meet our ancestors.
It was at this time when the plots began to hatch. Edorin, my
uncle, claimed to have found a
document in my fathers possession which purported to be a penned
by my Grandfather
Thorun Frostbeard. The document was a confession. It revealed
that my father was the
bastard son of a whore and that he had secretly taken him in
after he was born.
Shame was piled upon my bloodline and, being descended from a
bastard, I was disqualified
from any claim to the Lordship of my house.
At the time I wanted to crush Edorins skull for even daring to
utter such a lie, but Edorin had
great support among the nobles of the court, so while Edorin was
made the new Lord
Frostbeard, I decided to seek out the truth which would restore
my name.
After several months of digging and bribery, I managed to track
down the whore mentioned
in the confession. The ancient woman revealed that it was in
fact Edorin who was her son
and not my father.
Armed with this revelation, my intent was to march into court
and out the truth. Before I could
make my scene, the King summoned me to a private audience where
he explained that thetruth would cause a civil war, a war which
Balin could not win. Outing the truth would not only
be damaging to the kingdom and its people, but would likely
result in the death of the King
and my sister.
So to save my kingdom, its people and my sister, I to this day I
keep the truth and its injustice
burning like a blade in my heart. It was at this time when I
swore to almighty Thor that whilst I
carry the unavenged injustice of my family that I would seek to
bring vengeance on those
who would do any evil act within my power until a glorious death
take me or the stain on my
familys honour can be removed.
I live in a self-imposed exile from my home with naught but the
signet ring of the Lord of the
Frostbeard clan as a trapping of my nobility. With my Oath of
Vengeance to guide me I travel
from village to village, showing no mercy to the agents of evil
and where possible, making
restitutions to their victims. I do not share the story of my
past lightly.
One day I hope to have my vengeance and restore my name. For now
I am simply Thorgrim.
