Major Events in Mutharin's Life
1263 DR, Year of the Tressym: A dwarven seer makes a prophecy to Mutharin's parents that their first son would make his name in the Sword Coast.
1264 DR, Year of the Shattered Altar: Mutharin is born.
1276 DR, Year of the Crumbling Keep: Mutharin undertakes a rough military training at just 10 years old.
1264, Year of the Shattered Altar: Mutharin's father, Ganon, sets out on an expedition in to the Underdark, never to return.
1287 DR, Year of the Shattered Altar: Mutharin is initiated as a Paladin of Gorm Gulthyn at the young age of 22.
1290 DR, Year of the Shattered Altar: Mutharin leaves home at the extremely young age of 25 to the Dwarven Citadels of the North and then on to the Sword Coast to fulifill the prophecy. He pledges to his mother to return to her before she dies.
1295 DR, Year of the Ormserpent: Maldith, younger brother of Mutharin is born.
1310 DR, Year of Storms: Mutharin finally arrives at the dwarven citadel of Mirabar. He befriends a dwarf named Turvon.
Maldith sets out from the Great Rift to find his older brother whom he has never met.
1311 DR, Year of the Fist: Mutharin joins the Axes of Mirabar under the reccomendation of Turvon but leaves the same year. Turvon would later rise up to become a Hammer, the elite force of Mirabar.
1317 DR, Year of the Wandering Wyrm: Mutharin arrives in Neverwinter. He heeds the Greycloak call for troops to fight against orcs who have been active in raids of late.
1319 DR, Year of the Wandering Wyrm: Key orcs are slain and the Greycloaks are recalled to regular patrols. Mutharin is promoted to Greycloak Captain but knows staying in the Greycloaks is not his destiny.
1325 DR, Year of the Great Harvests: Mutharin is attacked by bandits on the way to Waterdeep and is saved by a Waterdhavian Patrol. Indebted to them for his life, he joins the City Guard under the reccomendation of one of the guards whom he fought the bandits with.
1328 DR, Year of the Great Harvests: Mutharin is promoted to the rank of Sargeant for his efforts against bandits and the Zhentairim and is now subject to bribes. Sickened by the corruption, he now heads to Baldur's Gate.
1330 DR, Year of the Wandering Wyrm: Mutharin arrives in Baldur's Gate, hoping that this is where his fame would be made and to finally fulifill the prophecy.
1330-1350 DR: All events of his time in Baldur's Gate.
Mutharin joins a group of adventurers that slays Drakus De'vossos, a Vampire Lord.
Mutharin is inducted in to the Order of the Radiant Heart by Jonas Rokranon whom he befriends.
Mutharin fights alongside the Weave Masters as a representative of the Radiant Heart against the dragon, Laximyrkcion. They eventually prevail and the evil dragon is slain.
Mutharin founds a dwarven warband known as the Fellowship of the Sacred Bastion.
Mutharin leads the Fellowship to reclaim the Clan Ironfaar Stronghold. The Fellowship subsequently dissolves in to Clan Ironfaar's fighting force with Mutharin being named its captain.
Mutharin is instrumental in a series of crusades against Bah'lahl's Forces.
Mutharin slays a demon, however he has no recollection of this event.
Various events lead to Mutharin becoming imprisoned. He is kidnapped from his prison and unknown events leads to Mutharin Falling from Gorm Gulthyn's grace.
Mutharin leads a group of adventurers in a final battle against Shatter and Bah'lahl. Bah'lahl is defeated but later finds a way to return.
Mutharin retires from the Order of the Radiant Heart and turns his attention to Clan Ironfaar and strengthening its military. He fights various battles against humanoids in the land surrounding the clan stronghold.
Bah'lahl inadvertedly returns somehow and finds away to regain his previous strength.
Mutharin fights many battles against Bah'lahl once again, however becomes frustrated when he is unable to destroy him once and for all.
Foinus, the first Chief and Founder of Clan Ironfaar falls extremely ill. Mutharin finally sees sense and decides to stop obsessively trying to destroy Bah'lahl and returns to the clan stronghold to sort out affairs.
Bah'lahl is finally destroyed without Mutharin's help.
Mutharin sets out on his quest to atone for his sins.
1350 DR, Year of the Morningstar: Maldith, Mutharin's younger brother arrives at the Sword Coast and begins asking around for Mutharin.
Mutharin Ironfaar
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Short Biography
Short Biography
Name: Mutharin Ironfaar
Classes: Fighter, Paladin of Gorm Gulthyn (formerly), Dwarven Defender
Clan: Ironfaar
Aliases: Mutharin of Clan Ironfaar, Mutharin of the Ironfaars, Chief, Chieftain, Chief Mutharin, Chieftain Mutharin, Sir Mutharin
Currently:
Chieftain of Clan Ironfaar
Inactive Knight of the Order of the Radiant Heart
Formerly:
Leader of the Fellowship of the Sacred Bastion
Waterdhavian Guard Sargeant
Greycloak Captain
Physical Description:
This dwarf has messily groomed gold hair that is greying slightly, his beard looks to be extreemly well-kept, well-groomed. His face is covered in various wounds and there's no doubt that the eye-patch he wears on his left eye is the result of an incurable injury to the eye. Slightly bulkier and taller than the average dwarf, he seems to be constantly alert, expecting danger at every turn. Clearly he has a military background and looks to be a hardened veteran of many battles. Despite these rugged looks, the dwarf is quite handsome for a dwarf and has an aura surrounding him that you just can't put your finger on.
Name: Mutharin Ironfaar
Classes: Fighter, Paladin of Gorm Gulthyn (formerly), Dwarven Defender
Clan: Ironfaar
Aliases: Mutharin of Clan Ironfaar, Mutharin of the Ironfaars, Chief, Chieftain, Chief Mutharin, Chieftain Mutharin, Sir Mutharin
Currently:
Chieftain of Clan Ironfaar
Inactive Knight of the Order of the Radiant Heart
Formerly:
Leader of the Fellowship of the Sacred Bastion
Waterdhavian Guard Sargeant
Greycloak Captain
Physical Description:
This dwarf has messily groomed gold hair that is greying slightly, his beard looks to be extreemly well-kept, well-groomed. His face is covered in various wounds and there's no doubt that the eye-patch he wears on his left eye is the result of an incurable injury to the eye. Slightly bulkier and taller than the average dwarf, he seems to be constantly alert, expecting danger at every turn. Clearly he has a military background and looks to be a hardened veteran of many battles. Despite these rugged looks, the dwarf is quite handsome for a dwarf and has an aura surrounding him that you just can't put your finger on.
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1264
1264, Year of the Shattered Altar
Mutharin's father, Ganon, sets out on an expedition in to the Underdark, never to return.
Ganon took a step back as he spotted a large, scaled being in the darkness. The rest of his band followed him cautiously. Scales... it couldn't be-
'Ah yes, I have been expecting you and your puny band for some time, Captain Ganon,' an ancient blue dragon spoke in a low voice, 'But where are my manners. You mortals seem to have issues pronouncing our names so you may call me Raerozanior.'
'A blue dragon... curse our luck... How do you know my name!? Speak spawn o' evil!' Ganon spoke defiantly and if he was fearful of the dragon, he did not show an ounce of it. Ganon's companions shuddered as dragon fear gripped them but their loyalty to Ganon held true.
'Oh yes your mortal ideas of good and evil; these things are merely an illusion as you should well learn. Normally I would just kill intruders in my lair, that is even more tempting when they carry such nice items to add to my hoard. However it would be a waste to slay a warrior such as yourself. ' Raerozanieor paused and then continued, 'I will give you a chance to live if you will do my bidding. I will reward you with some of my hoard perhaps if it is done well'
'Do your dirty work for you!? For a blue dragon!?' Ganon spluttered incredulously, he then let his shield smash in to the ground, creating a loud noise of defiance before raising it back up, 'What d'you take me for!? I'd sooner die than serve ye!!!'
Raerozanieor sighed and then replied, 'Very well. I am sure the dwarves of the Great Rift will honor you posthumously, Captain.' Raerozanior laughed deeply. With this, Raerozanieor breathed fire mercilessly on the dwarven party. A dwarf was instantly set on fire and he screamed in pain.
Ganon raised his magical shield which deflected some of the heat. 'Run, my brethren! Live!' he cried to his comrades as he stood defiantly against the dragon.
'And abandon ye, Cap'n,' replied his second-in-command, 'What d'ye take us fer?' The other dwarves, despite clearly being gripped by fear, nodded slowly in agreement.
'You don't understand! We will all perish, it is too powerful!' shouted Ganon, 'This battle is already lost.'
'Then we'll all die, but we will die alongside each other and wit' honor; not a step back,' said Ganon's longtime friend.
'I'm sorry to have led you all in to this,' Ganon said to his band.
Mutharin's father, Ganon, sets out on an expedition in to the Underdark, never to return.
Ganon took a step back as he spotted a large, scaled being in the darkness. The rest of his band followed him cautiously. Scales... it couldn't be-
'Ah yes, I have been expecting you and your puny band for some time, Captain Ganon,' an ancient blue dragon spoke in a low voice, 'But where are my manners. You mortals seem to have issues pronouncing our names so you may call me Raerozanior.'
'A blue dragon... curse our luck... How do you know my name!? Speak spawn o' evil!' Ganon spoke defiantly and if he was fearful of the dragon, he did not show an ounce of it. Ganon's companions shuddered as dragon fear gripped them but their loyalty to Ganon held true.
'Oh yes your mortal ideas of good and evil; these things are merely an illusion as you should well learn. Normally I would just kill intruders in my lair, that is even more tempting when they carry such nice items to add to my hoard. However it would be a waste to slay a warrior such as yourself. ' Raerozanieor paused and then continued, 'I will give you a chance to live if you will do my bidding. I will reward you with some of my hoard perhaps if it is done well'
'Do your dirty work for you!? For a blue dragon!?' Ganon spluttered incredulously, he then let his shield smash in to the ground, creating a loud noise of defiance before raising it back up, 'What d'you take me for!? I'd sooner die than serve ye!!!'
Raerozanieor sighed and then replied, 'Very well. I am sure the dwarves of the Great Rift will honor you posthumously, Captain.' Raerozanior laughed deeply. With this, Raerozanieor breathed fire mercilessly on the dwarven party. A dwarf was instantly set on fire and he screamed in pain.
Ganon raised his magical shield which deflected some of the heat. 'Run, my brethren! Live!' he cried to his comrades as he stood defiantly against the dragon.
'And abandon ye, Cap'n,' replied his second-in-command, 'What d'ye take us fer?' The other dwarves, despite clearly being gripped by fear, nodded slowly in agreement.
'You don't understand! We will all perish, it is too powerful!' shouted Ganon, 'This battle is already lost.'
'Then we'll all die, but we will die alongside each other and wit' honor; not a step back,' said Ganon's longtime friend.
'I'm sorry to have led you all in to this,' Ganon said to his band.
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