The Dwarf...<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/warhammerfantasybattle/images/5/54/Ironbreaker01.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Hurhir "Ogresmasher" SmithStone<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>32 years old (approximately)<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Dwarf<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>Hurhir has two last names - his real one and his fake one. His fake one, for instance, is full of pride and suggests he comes from a family of warriors of great renown. It is up there in the pantheon of last names - Ogresmasher - right next to names like Rocksmasher and Trollslayer and the like. But that it is not his real name. Not at all. His real name is Hurhir Smithstone...something far less heroic sounding then Ogresmasher. You see, Hurhir is from a family known for Smithing - from working deep below ground in the Giant Dwarven Furnances that produce some of the finest armor and weaponry the world has ever known.<br/><br/>Hurhir never wanted to be a Smith. No one ever sang songs about Smiths. No, he wanted to be a Warrior! A Warrior of great Fame. He was certainly built like a Warrior if not even more muscled due to his life in the Smithy. Even the color of his hair resembles the flames of the Furnace - a bright, vibrant red. It was during one of the many battles with Surface Dwelling Drow that he found his chance. He had secretly been working on his own Armor and Helm and managed to pull it on in the Chaos of the attack. He charged to the fore with the other Warriors, none knowing him for who he truly was, and for the first time in his life stepped Above Ground. It was amazing experience that almost ended his life as he froze in the first rays of sunlight he had ever seen.<br/><br/>Save for a nasty scar, he came out of the ordeal alive but knew he could never return Below Ground. He stayed on the surface, an Unknown Outcast amongst the Dwarven Guards who also stayed above ground to prevent future attacks. He quietly snuck out of the Camp and began his journey like many Dwarfs before him did. He soon grew to liking Ale and Women - especially Human Women - and fell in with a company of Mercenaries. It was with them that he met Alexandro, the two almost instant friends.<br/><br/>The Duo have since parted ways with the Mercenary company and seek their own fortunes.