Squaring the Circle

Squaring the Circle

Friday, December 12, 2014

Goldmaul Dragonhammer(bio) Dragonborn(dwarf) fighter1 DFadept 4 ECL5


Golmaul Dragonhammer

 

Golmaul grew up a merchant’s son learning to tend to the various needs of the business, traveling with his father to inspect supplier and resource venders, studying the various products, forecasting supply and demand.

On many trips to the high quarries in the mountains they often times came upon scenes of utter carnage where bandits had slaughtered the supplier’s workers for their bounty that was harvested. On most occasions this was in the diamond and opal mine's one of which his father owned, the sight of the carnage left behind (not by raiders but by dragons seeking to improve their hoard) was burned deep in his mind as he and his father’s mercenaries cleaned up the scorched dismembers and half eaten bodies of his kinsman hauling them back to widows and orphan to be. Bandits can be dealt with found and caught but the dragons the would swoop in and murder dozens and on a few cases hundreds of hard working joyful dwarven folk with no way to put a stop to it and the mountains to vast do discover the well hid dwelling for them to be purged.. These rare but momentous events that would later find themselves recorded and imprinted upon him.
 Golmaul spent much of his free time vandalizing the temple of bahamut and seeking to reticule and in some case harm anyone of dragon blood heritage. This lasted a few years

 One night paladins of bahamut managed to snare him away while he had wandered off by himself. They smuggled him into the belly of the temple restrained him. the priest began to question him about his hatred and his actions

After hours of stubborn reprisals on his part the priest pieced the puzzle together.

Realizing Golmaul’s angst and despise came from the action of the evil dragons of Tiamat, the paladins began to skillfully teach and explain to him the difference between the two bahamut and tiamat and how his beliefs and despise we the same as Bahamut’s and his order. Once he began to understand what the priest was saying he began to relax and they released him, they showed him texts and art and had a few older members come and testify to both bahamut and to the evils of tiamat and his ilk.

 

Weeks passed and his hatred of the dragons blood simmered now instead of boiling.... pondering what he had learned reliving the carnage he had to clean up the widows and orphans all raced through his head as he tended to the labors of his father company. Knowing soon he would be on his own and have to set his own path he began to train for combat to protect him and his father’s assets. Unknown to Goldmaul the same paladins that had snared him before were watching him. They saw the unquenchable desire to wreak vengeance on the evil dragons in him and pleasantly surprised to see his behavior change once he understood the truth. while managing his underlings as they unloaded some cargo at the docks the paladins approached him and began to regale him with tales of evil dragon slaying and of the relentless march of Tiamat and his horde to rule and destroy all of the civilized world as we know it, he listened and found himself intrigued at the thought of destroying evil dragons. these thoughts made him even smile…

 

He finished his day at his father’s warehouse then went to the temple that night. His mind was sent almost spinning with information and knowledge of the draconic. By the night’s end he had made up his mind. He would join Bahamat's legions and wage war against the dragon horde. The heads of the local temple overseeing seeing his commitment to the cause ,guided him in his training and aided him in acquiring the gift of draconic blood. Then taught him to wield the very weapon of the dragons that slew so many of his kinsmen..

Learning fast, at an almost dangerous pace the order needed to find some leads on the location of 
Evil dragon activity because they themselves were growing anxious to unleash their newest pupil into the fray of tiamats schemes. As if by some divine intervention a tale came the way of some mercenaries under the employ of lady Vanderborin had encountered an evil dragon serving under the hand of an unsavory guild of thieves. All of which seem to be tied to some uncharted place that lady Vanderborin herself is traveling to on an expedition. The order contacted her and secured passage for character aboard the ship and also approached the druid Oaken to grant Goldmaul position with his group as a man at arms. Lady Vanderborin and oaken agreed to the terms ,Goldmaul is neither under command of oaken nor under the employ of Lavinia but a weapon of bahamut, to combat evil and the dragons that wield it.

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