Garruk Soulforge

Garruk was unnatural by almost every standard, he was not exactly born, but he was created, a stone the size of a dwarven child fell down from the sky, or ceiling inside one dwarven city, it was remarkable, this city had stop believing, the city lost hope, and lost their will to work over time , and one day a stone fell from the inside of the mountain, down, descending down towards the ground, with great speed and hit the ground with a thud, the stone did not break, but it did create a crater, quite deep, causing the civilization to investigate, with the king going first, it was a very simple stone, with a symbol of Moradin engraved in it , deep into the statue, almost the full size of it, and almost all the way through, a sign from a god, to remember their values, and to make the dwarves remember a time when the believed and worked, rather happily, mining, smithing, creating works of art in metal every day, reminding the dwarves to get back to their root, and to remember their values, the stone though was not enough, a few seconds later there was a gush of heated wind, as hot as a flame, soaring in the caves, and then heading to the stone, the wind was almost like a breath, a push towards the stone, breathing life into it, the stone would start to breathe, or what could be described as breathing, it went in and out, expanding and contracting, in time with how someone would breathe, the symbol of Moradin radiated with fire, burning the statue, etching the shape of a dwarven child in it , the statue was now dwarf-like, it looked like it was a dwarf, and it was breathing, the fire heated up more, burning the stone away more and more, carving, etching, melting the stone, until a living flame was there in place of the statue, and then the fires compressed, into one, flesh covered the flame, turning black, like the coal of a fire, light clothing started to cover the body, and then the eyes opened, revealing the eyes to be like fire, the boy was left alive like this, an oddity among the others, with a red symbol of Moradin etched into his chest, a red scar, pulsing every second or so, reminding him and everyone who created the dwarf, and soon after they remembered who there were.

Moradin was created and was living , bringing many to see him, teach him different ways, even getting mages interested in him, with the mages investigation, they determined it was a breed of Genasi that he had been created with, an unlikely union of Dwarf and fire genasi, but it was interesting that he existed none the less, over many years the hype of him existing quietened down. for the rest of his life he lived through in his original community, as a normal citizen until adventure had got a grip of his mind, he left his caves when he hit the age of 80, a young adult still, venturing around the world and visiting home every other year, he traveled for 20 years, until he decided he wanted to see different lands, he was contemplating on either moving to a different continent, or finding a way to live in a different land, one that could be escaped and exited if ever needed, it was here when he found out about a program that was happening, a group of mages had created a pocket - dimension, and offering people the chance to live in, and explore, how ever they wished, and Garruk being interested in traveling and exploring entered, without a second thought, and lived in that land for fifteen years, before he couldn't escape anymore, a plague hit the lands, a curse, causing people to turn into the undead and the dead to rise back up again, for five years he trained, using his combat knowledge to survive, and live, examining the foe , trying to get better and better, he lived with one thought on his mind, escaping that dimension and finding his way home. He was still young, and had many trials and challenges to face before he could realize his goal, and had to train and survive so he could see his mountain again.