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Mountainwanderer looked around at the earnest faces of those who had come to his aid and, despite the chaos all around him, felt buoyed in his quest for vengeance. Taking a moment to steel himself he stepped toward Montbank and spoke to him in a low voice. “This weather is frequent, we stay...

Mountainwanderer had sat awaiting the arrival of the honourable members of the knightly order still as the stone that he was raised upon. His mind had turned from questions of who to wondering if they would assist him. From the moment he had seen the massacre he had pledged himself to undertake...

Mountainwanderer stood for a moment, watching as Montbank flew away and becoming little more than a spec in the sky. One alone he found himself asking himself the same question. The question was such a fundamental one, coming before the why or the how, the question of who did this. Regardless...

Mountainwanderer had begun his long march back down the mountain, his mind consumed by rage and pain. Gone was the affable warrior who was always on the cusp of a raucous laugh. Now existed only a shell, spurred on only by a need for justice; a need for revenge. As he continued on he was...

The journey from the Astenvale Monastery to the Spine, the land of his forebears and the place he had once called home, was an arduous one. The woods at the base of his rugged homelands were full of Orchish tribes, and only few of these were welcoming to a Goliath such as he. Taking care of the...

Mountainwanderer was caught off guard by Dal’s laugh, it being such a rare occurrence, but he quickly recovered and joined with a hearty laugh of his own. Something was different about his friend, that seemed certain, but he couldn't exactly point to what except for a seemingly less guarded...

Mountainwanderer took a moment to digest the information he had been relayed, whilst looking his comrade-in-arms, or former as it was now, up and down. He imagined him donned in the shiny armour of the knightly orders, a proud warrior of a proud tradition. While the bond of commitment that Dal...

“My recent battles?” Mountainwanderer began, relishing the chance to share such a story with someone who could appreciate the ebbs and flows of the life he lived, “I'm afraid most have been nothing too worthy of song, but while those bandits made no such challenge to my axe, those who procured...

Mountainwanderer strode through the forest with purposeful strides, mindful of the places alongside the path that may conceal hidden dangers. Such as it was to be mercenary, to be constantly on guard, a state he found himself in even in places which it would not be necessary to give such dutiful...