Hogar left his parents and dwarven culture behind at a young age and for years lived on the fringes of society doing whatever it took to get by, usually homeless or a half step above it. Eventually he was spotted by an opportunistic goblin smuggler, Vetch, who saw the chance to mold young Hogar into his perfect lackey and bodyguard. Vetch took Hogar under his wing, working him hard and and making sure Hogar was first to absorb any attacks coming Vetch's way.

Their arrangement ended one night when their small ship was caught in a terrible storm, blown far off course and dashed against a rocky cliff, smashed into pieces. Hogar was tossed by the waves until nearly dead, completely losing track of Vetch in the wreck.

Waking up on an unknown beach, Hogar is now left with no one to tell him what to do for the first time in years.