(Prince) Aldor Kraggehelm

Aldor Kraggehelm was born to KIng Gunlik Kazanark's Chief Diplomat Torgur of The Kragge. Growing up in the The Kragge, on the edge of the Corvnir Vale, Aldor learned the ways of trading, hunting, tracking, and ranging from his Uncle Maldrik. He was resistant to his father's attempts to teach him politics and diplomacy, and instead prefered to be in the woods, learning from the elves.

When The Scorching came, the mountains erupted and reigned molten flame down on the Kragge sending the merchants and tradesmen into a panic. During the chaos, the city was attacked by hordes of Orcs and Goblinoids. Aldor's mother was slain protecting her children while his brother taken captive by a group of greenskins led by a Giant in black armor. His Father was killed during an avalance caused by the eruption on his way back from a War Meeting in Kazan. With his family, friends, and clan slain, Aldor was adoped by King Kazanark. He was also seperated from his lifelong friend Mist at this time.

Presently, the King asked Aldor to deliver a message to The Emperor in hopes to establish a trade agreement with Kazan.

Emperor Cassuis 

''            The Dwarves of Kazan have not always stood, shield to shield, with the men of Thyra. Was this out of mutual distrust? A war between men and dwarves would put that 300 year affair with the Opal Spires to shame. I don’t want that for my kin. We know that bleed still from the wounds of war. ''

''            What you do not know, is that we do as well. I send to you, my son. The last in a long line of bold ancestors. Deliver onto him your choice. ''

''            We stand a crossroads, where my kin suffer, and your kin suffer, and they clamor for resources and respite. The forges are growing cold. The iron of the Crookbacks is becoming brittle, the gold scarce. My people only know the stone, and the stone bleeds. ''

''            Can we stand shield to shield? Or shall your crops be nourished by blood? ''

''<span style="font-family:"BookAntiqua","serif"">            Give me your terms for assistance. The war throng assembles even now. It is only a matter of whether they will help or destroy men. I leave the choice to you. ''<span style="font-family:"BookAntiqua","serif"">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:72px;"><span style="font-family:"BookAntiqua","serif"">High King Gumlik Kazanark 

<p class="MsoNormal">Aldor met with Robert Callow, who gave him a merchant's licese in return for Dwarfen aid in the North and South.

Appearance and Gear
Aldor is 174 years old. He has Jet black hair typically kept in a pony tail under a hooded cloak. HIs beard is full and neatly kept, extending just a few inches from his face.

He is typically scene wearing Mail (Masterwork chainmail) and a dark green cloak. He carries a Dwarfen Waraxe, dagger, and his heirloom bow Alithrinar.