I was found as a child by a party of dwarves while prospecting for ore in the northern lands.
They raised me and taught me the basic survival skills. They also trained me in the skill of fashioning ore in to armour.

From an early age I was given training in weapons of all kinds, and found myself quite proficient with swords and a bow.

Troubled by questions of my birth  and heritage, I ventured out from the security of the dwarf mines. Wandering the lands and spending time with the free peoples of Middle Earth in search of answers, I came to the city of Minas Tirith, in the land of Gondor, There I met a young Guardsman and fell deeply in love. In loves embrace I was content for a while, until my love was taken away by a band of wandering Orcs.

Troubled by questions, and powered by revenge for the loss of my love, I have taken up arms again and sworn death to all Orcs in Middle Earth.