Dargor Blazehatchet

Dargor is the last son of the Blazehatchet Clan from old Gernaris. He carries with him the relics of his clan and has fought proudly to find his family's ancestral home. His walk on this path has strayed often as he is a creature of vices, but more often than not his focus is set on this one goal: to find the Halls of Fury.
When he first took up this task, his father guided him through his childhood and taught him how to harness the fire-like rage that burned inside of every Blazehatchet child. He was taught the story of Durgadin the Black, the patriarch of his family and the smith behind some of the most famous relics in the world. And he learned of the folly of the Blazehatchets, who become so enraged that they left the safety of their halls to crush would-be invaders from outside their sacred halls. The hatred and fury of the Blazehatchets was so strong that they chased their enemies across all of Gernaris and forgot their way back home.
Many great Blazehatchets have sought the Halls, such as Kulgar Blazehatchet, who found Durgadin's Redoubt and slayed a great black dragon within. Focusing his own rage, he crafted a mask from on of its scales and called it Durgadin's Legacy. It is now passed down from father to son in hopes of keeping the search going. There was also Rhock Blazehatchet, who was one of the heroes of the Guild of Malebranche, who was gifted a pair of axes by his fellow guild agents. A pair of axes forged by Durgadin himself.
Dargor's father passed when Dargor was only forty years of age. So he took it upon himself to find friends like his greatest ancestors did. He was joined by a giantkin named Fustus Stonechyld of the Gernaran Stonechyld Tower. He met Nathor Albicoris and Carpus Parthalan, two members of Parnan nobility who were on a pilgrimage to a place Dargor thought to be the location of the Halls. Ultimately, it was not where the Halls could be found, but the journey together made the three fast friends. There was Keira Whisperleaf, an mystical elf who was a cunning guide to there group. And there was Fiona Weatherfjord, a riverkin halfling with a knack for the arcane. Dargor has sought out the Halls a dozen or so times a decade, but has lost hope as he has neared his sixtieth year. That was until he found an old scroll tucked away in a catacomb beneath the city of Grayport that detailed trade route from the early Gray War Era. Dargor quickly assembled his friends to be with him on what he thought would be his greatest day.
So it was that Dargor began his pilgrimage to the Halls of Fury.
Roleplaying Notes: Dargor is a beaten old dwarf who has a fire inside him. Outside his friends, he is quick to anger and the fastest to draw weapons. If anything gets between him and his goals or if anything tries to hurt his friends, his axes will reply.
Carpus Parthalan: Of the lot, Carpus is the most reliable to Dargor. On many an occasion, he has healed the old dwarf back to health, bringing him back from death's door. A bit stuffy, but still a great friend.
Fiona Weatherfjord: Plucky and mystical, Fiona is Dargor's favorite friend. She is also best at interpreting ancient lore and magics, which has helped immensely on his quest for the Halls.
Fustus Stonechyld: Wise and large, Fustus walks with purpose and carries a big sword. He can also break most anything, but he can also heal even the deepest cuts. Fustus usually fights in the front alongside Nathor, Dargor, and Carpus.
Nahriel Whisperleaf: Dargor never liked elves until he met Nahriel. He saw in her a similar independence to his own. She knows where she wants to go and she has no problem dragging the party along.
Nathor Albicoris: Nathor is what Dargor aspires to be one day: a self-made man with his birthright used for the good of the land instead of squandered. Dargor was surprised he was able to remove himself from his duties to help him and is eternally thankful and happy that his good friend will be with him when he enters his clan's lost home.