Thunker

[Kraank]

Gamespy ID: LBC82
Character Name: Thunker
Gender: M
Race: Dwarf
Age: No less than 252, shhh!
Class: Cleric
Alignment: LG
Deity: Durin

Thunker sat down at a table in the corner of the Black Lion with quill and parchment in hand. He took several gulps of his ale and began to think of what and how he would write about the last decade.
He thought back to the last night he had seen any of his clan… that sure was quite a going away feast. The drinking games lasted all night as did the boisterous stories of the old warriors. Thunker remembered with fondness his mentor nicknamed “ole rot gut” for his ability to drink anything at anytime. The cheers and praise the clan had for Thunker as he prepared to set out and find his way. He remembered clearly slipping away in the morning stepping over all the dwarves passed out on the floor of the great hall.
His early days were tough, not a coin to his name. He took up some for-hire work keeping the zombie populations down… and then controlling the bandit packs on the island to the east and the woods to the west.
He thought out loud…
“Wha were ‘is name.. da young lad in da crypt… full a courage dat one were, wonder what he grew up ta be”
It was soon after he had made a small name for himself that he joined the Knights Templar. Still a part of the bunch he was only now returning from a long over due trip. He was anxious to see them all again!
Thunker also recalled the fight to take back the stronghold from the Grea… some of the finest dwarves ever assembled took part in that. Thunker began to trail off as he drank more and more ale... cherishing each and every memory he had. Finally the ale and his fatigue from returning caught up with him and his head nodded down with his chin resting on his chest.
Not a word written on the parchment. Maybe some other day he would get around to it.

[Kraank]

Class: Fighter/Pally/Heart ----->cleric