Drugol

At the end of the Shadow Years, there were still some Giants who held their power in the rocky northern points of the Craggonen. Gnath Firebelly, a Fire Giant of some ill repute, had a small kingdom within the peaks of the Duskdown Mountains. And, like all Giants, he had many Dwarves as slaves.



One of these slaves was the Dwarf Drugol of Clan Thurdann. The Thurdann Clan had been slaves of these Fire Giants for generations and were ever anxious for a way out. After the Night of Fire and the years of chaos that reigned afterwards, the Fire Giants were weakened- many of their number had died, and still more were affected by the weir energies of the Far Realm. But they still had enough power to keep a handle on their slaves.



In secret, the Dwarves had been building weapons and armor with their natural skills and stolen ores and scrap metal. They were just waiting for the spark to light the revolution.



That day came when Drugol, still a young Dwarf, was commanded to beat another Dwarf for not being swift enough in getting their master's water. Of all the tasks the Dwarves were put to, assaulting another Dwarf was the one they chafed at the most. It had been tradition for Dwarves to settle disputes without violence among themselves, and the Giants tormented them by having them fight one another.



When Drugol refused the command, his master grew angry and struck Drugol. This was the spark to ignite freedom. Drugol quickly grabbed one of the many weapons hidden about the Giant's palace, and attacked Gnath. With expert precision and generations of rage, Drugol cut down Gnath. The Dwarf whom he was supposed to hit also grabbed a weapon. The two of them began a rampage through the entire complex that called all the other Dwarves to arms. Within hours, every Giant was dead or had run.



Because of his valiant actions, Drugol was proclaimed Jarl of Clan Thurdann. He sent out his soldiers to every known Dwarven stronghold reachable and helped them drive off any Giants. It took almost a decade, but the Giants were gone and the Dwarves would live in peace, for a while anyway.