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Bromir “Brom” Firebeard

Name: Bromir "Brom" Firebeard Race: Wildhammer Dwarf Age: 98 Class: Bar Brawler (Monk) Birthplace: Twilight Highlands Residence: Ironforge Bio

Brom was always a troubled child, constantly rebelling, and causing mischief wherever he went. He was born in Twilight Highlands, but his father's work had his family moving all over the place. He spent a lot of time in Aerie Peak, where he had made some of his best friends, but his most cherished friend of all was another Wildhammer Dwarf by the name of Rae. Rae was a couple years older than Brom, and he looked up to her. She was very rebellious, and so was he. They got along great. However, one day, while Brom and his buddies were getting stoned, not one in the group older than ten years old, Rae decided to hijack one of the gryphon rider's gryphons. Of course, Brom followed suit, but Rae had already flown off well before Brom was able to finally coax one of the gryphons to listen to him. He never saw the direction that Rae flew off, and he had no idea the fate that had befallen his dearest friend. Brom was devistated, he felt partially responsible for her disappearance, so he never gave up the search for her, even after the others had given her up for dead. Brom knew in his heart, though, that she was out there. Knowing that he would need to better equip himself in search for his friend, Brom decided to train in hand to hand combat, learning how to fight from more of the rough n' tumble crowd of dwarves. His skill in hand to hand combat was soon unmatched, and when he was not searching for Rae, he was making money by brawling in pit fights. By the age of twenty, he had already been kicked out of multiple pit fighting rings for making the other competition quit. People would outright refuse to fight Brom, because his tenacity in the pit was more than any man could handle. He wasn't fighting for the glory though. Brom was fighting to better himself, all the while fighting his own inner demons that had been eating away at him since that fateful day when he was but six years old. As most dwarves do, Brom took to drinking to wash away the guilt he felt, but still, he never gave up hope. After years of searching, the guilt eating away at him more and more, Brom finally caught a break. He heard tale of a wild dwarven woman that was spotted in the forests of the Hinterlands that closely matched Rae's description. However, Rae was but a child when she disappeared, and he was worried that she may not look the same anymore, so his description might be useless. Nonetheless, Brom made haste to the Hinterlands, and began searching the forest. After just a week of scouring through the forest closest to the sea, Brom found her. She had indeed changed quite a bit, but Brom knew it was his Rae. It took some time for Brom to convince her to come back to civilization with him, as she had lived in the wild for most of her life. When he finally was able to convince her, the guilt was still very much present in Brom. He couldn't bear facing her, still feeling responsible for her getting lost for so many years. He decided to head off on his own path, now that his search was complete. Brom decided to continue doing what he knew best, fighting. His name was widely known in the pit fighting circuit, so he had to broaden his horizons. He began hiring himself out as a bodyguard, doing bits of mercenary work here and there. He knew it was far too late to follow in his father's footsteps as a shaman, and it really wasn't for him anyway. Because of his wide spread notoriety in the fighting circuits, he had no difficulty finding high paying jobs, guarding merchant caravans, and he even began taking on bounty hunting. He had acquired many skills necessary to track people down on his hunt for his childhood friend, and had made many contacts along the way. Within just ten years of doing this work, Brom had saved up enough of a nest egg to retire comfortably, a man only in his forties. Since retiring, Brom has reunited with Rae again, who had never blamed him for getting lost. She was just as rebellious as he, and there was no way he could have convinced her not to do something she had her mind set on. They became very close friends, getting back to their old, childhood shinannigans like not a day had passed. Rae, herself, was a hell of a fighter, and they would often start bar brawls together, just for the fun of it. Seeing his friend back to her old self made Brom very happy, like he had gained a new lease on life, and he decided that he would forever live life to it's fullest, refusing not to have fun wherever he went. Nowadays, Brom can normally be found in any local tavern where the booze is plentiful and the women are loose. Any time the environment is too quiet for him, he is sure to spice things up with his knack for making any situation into an entertaining one. Personality

Brom's personality is difficult to explain, but if you had to sum it up, he might be called a "charming asshole". He tends to like to be the life of a party, and when there's no entertainment, he may just try to create some of his own. He is very flirtatious, but sometimes his flirting can come across as a bit rude. He doesn't mean it this way, of course, that's just who he is. You will never see him without a bit of stumble in his walk due to excessive alcohol consumption, but don't think that him being drunk makes him an easy target. Brom has mastered the art of drunken fighting, from his years of pit fighting and getting into pub brawls, which he considers harmless fun. He will often see someone just being much larger than himself as a challenge, and may walk right up to a giant man and start a fight. He is quick to apologize, however, if he gets out of line, which he often does. One thing Brom will always do is stick up for a friend, regardless of the circumstances. If a friend gets into a fight, even if they started it, Brom will lunge in, fists flying, no questions asked.

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