Hey there,

I'm am easy going guy who loves D&D. I've been playing D&D for about 20 years through all
editions, but my imagination has been recaptured by 5th. I've played in and DMed a few runs
of 5th already, cant get enough!
I'm based in the UK so 7pm is a great time for me to play as it give me some time to see the
wife before starting.
My playstyle is fairly flexible, I'm serious when the story calls for it and light hearted when it
doesn't. I don't have a strong preference over what character I play but when I decide I
always create a fairly detailed background, both for myself and to aid the GM with hooks.
In summary, I'm a nice easy going guy. I've DMed before and appreciate the effort, so as a
player I always do what I can to ensure both the players and DM get as much out of a game
as they can.
Thanks for your time and for reading.
Thorgrim Frostbeard Dwarf Paladin
Background

Of the noble houses within the great Dwarven city of Orzimmar, Clan Frostbeard is second in
power and wealth only to Clan Ironfist.
I am the first son of the late Thorin Frostbeard, Lord of Clan Frostbeard. By rights, it should
be I who hold the title of Lord Frostbeard, but events have conspired to deny me my birth
right, the story of which I will tell you now:
Fathers death was a long time coming, he had been ill for nigh on two decades. During this
time Father acted as advisor to the new King Balin Ironfist who was a good and benevolent
king. Together they saw trade prosper and put the people of Orzimmar first.
This union did not sit well with some of the other noble houses, or indeed some of the nobles
within my own house, who were used to a more defined class divide. As my fathers death
drew near he arranged for the marriage of my sister Thoria and King Balin. Due to foresight
unknown to me or perhaps fearing the plots of court, my sister married the King under a false
identity, claiming to be from a distant branch of the Frostbeards. The truth was only known to
my close family and the King.
It was but a month past the wedding feast when Father succumbed to his prolonged
afflictions and in death went to meet our ancestors.

It was at this time when the plots began to hatch. Edorin, my uncle, claimed to have found a
document in my fathers possession which purported to be a penned by my Grandfather
Thorun Frostbeard. The document was a confession. It revealed that my father was the
bastard son of a whore and that he had secretly taken him in after he was born.
Shame was piled upon my bloodline and, being descended from a bastard, I was disqualified
from any claim to the Lordship of my house.
At the time I wanted to crush Edorins skull for even daring to utter such a lie, but Edorin had
great support among the nobles of the court, so while Edorin was made the new Lord
Frostbeard, I decided to seek out the truth which would restore my name.
After several months of digging and bribery, I managed to track down the whore mentioned
in the confession. The ancient woman revealed that it was in fact Edorin who was her son
and not my father.
Armed with this revelation, my intent was to march into court and out the truth. Before I could
make my scene, the King summoned me to a private audience where he explained that the
truth would cause a civil war, a war which Balin could not win. Outing the truth would not only
be damaging to the kingdom and its people, but would likely result in the death of the King
and my sister.
So to save my kingdom, its people and my sister, I to this day I keep the truth and its injustice
burning like a blade in my heart. It was at this time when I swore to almighty Thor that whilst I
carry the unavenged injustice of my family that I would seek to bring vengeance on those
who would do any evil act within my power until a glorious death take me or the stain on my
familys honour can be removed.
I live in a self-imposed exile from my home with naught but the signet ring of the Lord of the
Frostbeard clan as a trapping of my nobility. With my Oath of Vengeance to guide me I travel
from village to village, showing no mercy to the agents of evil and where possible, making
restitutions to their victims. I do not share the story of my past lightly.
One day I hope to have my vengeance and restore my name. For now I am simply Thorgrim.