Norgrim skycloud was a member of a prominent dwarven clan of magneland. But his fate was a hard one. The ones closest to him broke him. His appearance mocked, his feelings broken, his good intents twisted and betrayed. He dived in books starting to separate himself from the rest. He prayed in all the gods for power he lacked in every level, aiming to be something. noone answered. Then after a final blow to his psyche, involving a dwarven woman that faked compassion and then proceeded to mock him in public, Norgrim went almost mad. He decided to leave his homeland. Devoted his prayers to a new god, if the old ones denied him, maybe a new one would take him under his wings. In fact he made a pact, to live in complete isolation until his prayers were answered or die there. After 30 long years with only the company of books he saw a dream. A silver dragon told him: you are fated to die in this cave. except if you decide to leave the next morning go to a predestined place, meet other adventurers and spread the power of mithralianism. To uphold this task you will be granted powers beyond imagination. Be yourself and carry the pride of a dragon. Let us turn fate asunder! The next morning, Norgrim jumped out of his bedroll wondering if he was fantasizing or what he saw was true. Then he saw his shield bearing an etched mithral dragon. He swiftly packed his things and left, guided by seer instinct. where will he be led remains to be seen.