Aelfengrad De Golding

I was born in to a minor noble family, the younger son of a younger son. I was raised in a loving home, and followed my father in becoming an engineer. I have a fiery streak this lead me to join the local reservists as a combat engineer. I was engaged to marry Elawin. I was an avid skier in winter and enjoyed boating during in the summer. Three years ago I was sent out on an expedition to flush out orcs from a mountain pass. We attacked, and during the fighting I was knocked out and captured. I and others were used as slave labor for two and half years in a mine. Since I know something about mining due to my background, I was put in a position of responsibility, an orc’s supervision, over some of the slaves. I was treated no better than the other slaves in some was worse I came to be the whipping boy when something went wrong, but the team I was on did have a better safety record and produced more ore than the other teams. One day after being busted to a common laborer after a mine collapse (cause by not following some common sense safety precautions I suggested about shoring up the mine) and being taunted that I would never be free nor would I ever see my loved ones again, I snapped. Taking the shovel I had been given to clean out the latrine I killed the orc that taunting me. The other orc that was guarding us attacked me and I killed it also. After a hurried discussion and taking the orcs weapons, we dumped the orcs into the latrine and started our escape attempt. Gathering other slaves as we went, we were able to escape, but few of the slaves that joined us made it out of the mine. Six months later after traveling through the wilderness unprepared more of my fellow ex-slaves died before we came back home. Upon returning home, our small band was unrecognized by our family and friends as we were thought dead and we had a rough weary from our trials. Upon seeing my Sweet Elawin (whose memory had kept me from despair and thus alive in the mines and on the journey home) walking with another man hand in hand and carrying a small child, I flew back to the wilderness friendless, in despair and confusion. I walked the wilderness alone looking for a place to rebuild my life. I traveled for many a year through the wilderness on my search. Until one day I heard of the Ordo Cervi, I made my way to their encampment and offered my services. I have sworn loyalty to the Odro Cervi, Duke Xavius, and King Ratan of the Southern Kingdom I have become an awakened follower of Noisehoc.