Skal Bloodmantle

Skal grew up like most dwarves dreaming of glory and honor in battle and drinking good ale. He trained with the axe, shield, and great axe. Upon reaching adulthood he joined the military to defend his kin in times of need like any good dwarf and follower of Vorax should. Unlike the rest of his kinsmen, he was restless. His clan's mountain home had grown small and stifling. Even though he liked his current life. He wanted to see more of the outside world he dreamed of not just honor and glory defending his homeland but on battle fields afar in the name of Vorax. He dreamed of testing his metal against new foes; he had heard about, from adventurers in taverns while drinking. He spent his time in the military after he reached adulthood learning his trade to be ready when he left on his journey. Practicing with weapons, studying tactics, reading about old battles and older dwarven heroes of legend. Once his term in the military came to an end, he gathered a few belongings and his trusty axe. Said his farewells and set off to maybe one day have his name added to the record of dwarven heroes of legend.