Clan Gren Liege Lord / Leadership: Strüesel Gren (John Bobinger) – Duke Bonus Gold: +40 Extra GP Royalty Points: 100 Household Standing & Lore: Clan Gren is the continent’s premier, massive dwarven household, renowned for their unbreakable shield-walls, ancestral forge-mastery, and unyielding devotion. Their history is inextricably woven into the darkest and most heroic moments of Shiandria. During the tragic Crimson Harvest in Lullin, the Battle Cleric of Clan Gren stood on

I was born to the elven kindred, begotten of Aingeal and Li, in the year 879 of the Age of Truth by the reckoning of my home world. It was upon the ninth day of the month of Hammer that I first drew breath within a noble house of ancient lineage—the House of Shadows, which bears the high Dragon Mark. My youth was spent within the elven town of Oneralos, a sanctuary founded in the elder days by my ancestor Tylana after the great overthrow of the Grand Lich Archimond. There, be

High upon the lonely slopes of Mount Lamb, far above the breaking of the clouds, there dwells Libelle. She is of a mixed and ancient lineage, born of a folk whose ancestors bore the great name of Dragon, and she is called by those who know her Lady Libelle of Lamb Weyr. In older days, the hearts of Men were not always kind, and their cruelty forced her kindred into deep seclusion. Among the sons of Men, tales are still whispered of the Melungeon people—strange stories of a fo

"Lemon Gren" is the name by which he is known across the land, yet few have ever pondered his true origins or the stock from which he sprang. Though common rumor holds him to be the true-begotten child of Mango, the truth lies on a darker path. Now fourteen winters of age, this roguish dwarf was born in the stone-wrought halls of Armskirk to a mother and father whose names have long been swallowed by silence. In his earliest years, he was a lad of a troublesome and unquiet sp

Lineage and the Unlikely Hearth Kalsipher is a creature born of two distant worlds, the son of an Orcish mother, Kaalis, and an Elven father, Rami. In the days before his birth, both parents served with distinction within the martial hosts of their respective kindreds, until fate brought them together upon the red field of battle. It was during the twilight of a bitter skirmish over ancestral Orcish lands that their blades first crossed. In that fateful clash, Kaalis looked i

Was born to a lower class mining family. One older sister named Eldrin and Two twin brothers named Fenrir and Fenris. Our last names are not based on a sir name or maiden name. It's based on our characteristics and skills. An old ranger taught me how to hunt in my early years. As I got better he noticed something about me. That I was light on my feet. So he and his fellow rangers and hunters would keep calling me light feet, but I didn't like the sound of it. So, i looked at

On the borders of the Northern Mountains, nestled amidst the hills of the South Steps and the verdant plains, lived a clan of dwarves known for their strength, resilience, and friendship with surrounding peoples. Among these dwarves, there was a young woman named Dirva Thunderstone, a fierce warrior with a foul mouth but a heart of gold. Due to the mixing of several cultures in the area Dirva grew up experiencing both the dwarven pantheon and the faith of the Seven Moons pant

Though he was often alone, Dakken rarely found himself lonely. Dakken was abandoned as a child within the Forgotten Wood. It was never learned by the boy whether this was due to the choice of his parents or circumstance; it mattered not. He managed to carve out a good life for himself regardless, though his definition of a good life and that of others might not coincide. It is often said of one with less than ideal manners or societal adherence that they were raised by wolve

Cunan was born in the village of Armskirk in 8206 to Tylana and Ar'Calima Crann. It was here, shortly after his naming ceremony that he was introduced to and received training as a Hexenkrieger by a loose association of monster hunters. Cunan heeded the call to protect Armskirk and nearby Skrattafell from bandits as well as plague zombies. Nothing can quite get him moving as fast as a rousing game of Goblin Ball, though. Cunan fought the plague zombie invasion at Skrattafell,

Baron Ar'Calima Crann (a.k.a. "R") Origin and training: His name translates roughly as "shining" from the elven. Ar'Calima Crann was born in the City of Kyalnor in the Elven Lands. He was born during a solar eclipse, and was then destined to serve the Grove as a paladin from birth; driving away the darkness and restoring the light. Ar'calima was taken from his parents soon after birth. It was only after completing his training that he was able to get to know them in any fashi

A cool Ignitia morning’s sky harbored a grand solar flare. The sky lit up as though the heavens began to split, rays of light splashed down upon the earth. And through the morning dew, gentle rainbows reflected and carried the light along its path. Shadow Torr’s eerie sky witnessed a new beginning. Seeming as though a star fell from the sky, lay Eldigan in a meadow. She awoke in a half-daze and only could soak in the view around her. It smelled of flowers, and the pollen itch

From the Imperial Archives of the Household Twin Talons Compiled by the Court Historians in the Forty-Second Year of the Reign of His Imperial Majesty "Steel remembers that which flesh forgets." Ancient Proverb of the Red Sun Empire " The earliest surviving account concerning Kaito Grimm begins not with his birth, but with his discovery. In the ninth year of the Crimson Blossom, when the Jade River swelled with the melting snows, the monks of the Shrine of the Rising Da

“Please don’t leave me!” The girl’s grip on her arm tightened like a spider’s web, desperate voice edging toward panic. “Please! Please…” “It’s alright, you’ll be safe here.” She gently but firmly peeled the pale, clinging fingers from her sleeve and held the girl’s hands between her gloves. Her face was in the shadow of her hood, but her voice was compassionate and strong. “Stay at the campsite, don’t light the fire. I’ll be back before dawn.” “They’ll come for me! They’ll

Of Clan Gren Cinnamon Buns (‘Cin’ to her friends) was (so she was told) born in Nar'a'shay as the only child to a lower-middle-class Dwarven couple on the 20th day of Hrafnir in 8168. She showed an early aptitude with music, and has been described by her mother as a friendly dwarf-shaped chaos goblin. Her father left to defend the North when the wall broke shortly after she turned 35, but he never returned and she began to realize how small her personal world actually was. In

Thordic Strongfellow was a prince to his people, and well liked by those that followed him. He was a strong Viking warrior, and everyone relied on his berserker strength to win many battles, and skirmishes. A Jotun attack on his village left him broken, and beaten, but not dead. He was found by a Reman Cleric that nursed him back to health, and he came to realize he was the only survivor of his clan. Vowing vengeance against those that brought him more pain than he ever tho

Lucia Valeria Strongfellow grew up in the shadow of her father's political ambitions. A Reman noble, he was respected yet distant, often more concerned with power than family. Her mother, trapped in her own mind, left Lucia and her brothers to navigate their own lives. This absence forged a bond between them, but it was a bond stained by loss. Both brothers went to war, their bravery leading them into battle, but they never returned. Each death hardened Lucia's resolve. She f

The story of Kenear begins in a small Elven village called Shylenshara, a four days' ride from the village Eshanasera, while being close enough to receive regular caravans. As the fates would have it, it was on a day when the merchants arrived in several caravans that Kenear would discover his calling to be a mage. At high sun, after an especially exhausting training session Kenear went to browse the caravan merchants' wares. After procuring a few items that his family would