Brannog Steelfeet
“King? King o’ what? Ain’t nothin’ left ta be king of!”
Brannog Steelgreaves was once lord and king of a mighty dwarven city-state beneath the Estranged Mountain. His rule was as peaceful as any dwarven government can be (meaning only four wars in two decades as opposed to a dozen), and he was hailed as one of the wisest, most benevolent kings dwarven kind had ever known. Yet, when the black plague struck, their small kingdom was taken completely unawares. Overnight the Estranged Mountain was drowned beneath the green horde, and King Brannog and his family were forced to flee. Now he pays the orcs back in kind, one crushed skull at a time.
