This Is Sir Tormundus Thunderstorm (or Domondur Donderhrom depending on who you ask), Hero of the Wolfkin people; smite-r of evil, Champion of the Gods and first king to unify the people under his banner as the old king lay dead from battle wounds after his possession.

Tormundus was a fisherman, Just a Teen who's family had grown too old to work their fishy business; leaving him as their only hope of making it through winter months without going to pillage and plunder the human Islands to the far south for a better life.

Before the call of the Gods was heard, A lady; who came in the belly of a giant fish he had just caught, gave him his sword "the claw of Kwor", Tower shield, and Chain armor. 'saying' "go now and do great deeds and fight for what is right in the name of Kwor!" And he did just that after the Lady ascended to the heavens,Going off to fight the demons that took hold of his land and possessed his king, Ulfwof Wearen. Battling side by side with the seven Jarls who swore fielty to the king, against the forces of darkness; These seven would later join Tormundus under his banner of the Gules and Azure party per cross, with a Argent paw Charge after getting a foothold in the Isles of Men, answering only to him in times of great trouble. After becoming King he added a name for himself, Thunderstorm or in the wolfkin language "Donderhrom."

What of his items you may ask?, The sword was put in a pedestal as a memorial for the generations to come of great deeds, it's resting place was put at the center of the capital, only the Bloodline of Tormundus may touch its fine Grip and pluck it from its pedestal.

His armor was placed in his castle, Being extensively taken care of and polished Weekly, repaired every so often should the wooden shield rot away or a ring in his chainmail rust, The sword unaffected by such things, sharp as the day it was created from "the claw of Kwor"... or so the legend goes...

Now this is his D&D Bio...

A dark grey fur of a young thin wolf, clad in a checkered red and blue tunic centered by a simplified pawprint of white, clad in chainmail, armed with his masters fine sword, and kite shield; also topped the same insignia as his tunic, and finally capped with a helmet of some time long ago.

born into a family of Cooks in a town by llanfest River, and brought up in the ways of the Squire By a "knight-errant" of the people, known as Corwin, he would be at his masters side till he reached 19, when his life would change forever.

Corwin was tasked by the people of Hagfen River to clear a mine now filled with beasts. Fighting valiantly as best he could, but was mortally wounded; he could not complete the task, while Tormundus pulled him out of the cave.

Corwin knighted Tormundus on the spot as he dragged him out of the mine, before reliving his master of his armor and weapons; now dead and childless, his last words were "go now and do great deeds and fight for what is right."

He did as his master asked of him, clearing the mine of beasts, becoming a folk hero to these people in the process.

Now a free (and knighted) man with a small bit of land to his name (A wooden hall with one or three servants), he left with his family's blessing to become an adventurer as his master was. (extra notes: he speaks common with a french accent being a mix of elvish and wolfkin blood, in other settings or campaigns its usually Old Norse.)

(Artists notes: This was inspired somewhat from Sir Gareth of Le Mort d'Arthur and Neopets:TDF a want to make something simple being my tablet is packed up from moving, If there was ever a sword style I loved it would be the Merovingian-Frankish- or Viking swords ,also anyone know how to make better Fire Emblem Map Sprites?

this has been changed due to copywrite fears)