Role

Chapter 2

When Haageran left his home in the mountain, he shaved his beard. He was a
dwarf without a home, a craft, and a forge, and to him, that meant that he
had to go beardless. In those days, Haageran had a vision in his mind... a
vision that he would go smite the darkness, and when the world was free of
the taint, he would return to the mines and his forge to practice his
craftsmanship.

It has been some time now, and the war still wages. Haageran has come to
realize that the war will not end, at least not in his lifetime. As long as
Thera exists, and mortals inhabit her, there will be opposing factions, and
not all will have values that are as just, pure, and true as Haagerans. He
has come to accept that he will not be returning to his mountain, for he is
no longer a craftsman - yes, he can forge metal better than any human ever
could - but he is a holy warrior now. The might of Lord Aarn flows through
his veins, and Haageran can craft that, along with his rage, better than any
metal.

Haageran is letting his beard grow now.He has found a home: the Fortress,
and he has a craft: crushing dark skulls with heavenly authority. All he is
missing is a forge.