Gargar Stonefist lands on the beach...

[Gargar Stonefist]

Near the stormy coast of the island, where lies the legendary town of Trollsbane, a ship passes bye.

As the ship reaches the shore, several short and robust men with helmets can be seen to carry a dwarf covered in cloth.

While singing songs of sailormen, they together manage to throw the dwarf overboard down onto the muddy beach.
Together they laugh loudly and raise their goblets.

"Perhaps the people on this Island will treat you better, but I have my doubts har, har" the captain utters and finishes his drink.
He then pours a bucket of unspeakable filth over the dwarf which seems temporarily unconsious.The ship departs.

Humiliated, hungry, worn out and unknowing of where he is at, or that the island even has a town, the dwarf slowly and painfully stands up on the two bruised feet.

He makes his way towards the woods, in order to find cover from the storm. A few hours later he makes his first encounter on the island.
It is a numerous bunch of orcs and goblins that like the last people he met have been spending a lot of time feasting and consuming beer.

As they catch sight of the dwarf who wears the clothes of a beggar, they begin making ignorant, cruel remarks and throwing emptied bottles towards him while laughing hystericly.

One of the goblins manages to throw a smaller throwing spear into the rear of his right arm.
While screaming in agony, the dwarf continues running in panic towards the town hearing only the beats of his pulse and the evil laughter of orcs and goblins.

A few hours later, in the stormy night, he manages to reach what seems to be a town. Before collapsing on the ground, he sees a signpost which he believes has the word "Trollsbane" written upon it.


Greetings people of Trollsbane. My name is Gargar Stonefist and I am new here. I will work for food.
To keep a long story short, I was once a common serf in a land far north, in a kingdom where dwarwes live.
This kingdom had great King, who happened to have cousin.
This cousin of the King was once to be married and a great feast was to be held.

During the feast following the marriage, one of the servants, in secret, stole beer and drank. In fact most did, but thats besides the point.
This servant, whose name was Gargar, had a short temper and mind fogged by beer.
As the cousin of the king uttered some common insult as he always does to all of lower rank, Gargar made a mistake which he still bitterly regrets to this day.

He used his fist.

The cousin fell into a months coma, but awoke just before the execution of Gargar and for some reason halted it. Perhaps he wanted to have a reputation of showing mercy, who knows?

"Send him overseas instead and humiliate him properly" the cousin commanded, and this was done.