Khraz-Modan

Khraz-Modan was born in the Dwarven fortress of Treymtuur in 2A412. The fortress was one of several controlled by the Dwarven Liberation Front in the Astral Mountains of Elinhir. However, these dwarven strongholds are tempting prey to Angharadian armies and are often sacked and destroyed if their secrets are betreyed.

Khraz-Modan was showing great skill in the ancient Dwarven crafts of architecture, smithing, and craftsmanship, but his education was cut short when an Imperial army arrived on the stronghold's doorstep. The Imperials eventually found their way through the defenses and captured much of the population to be re-integrated into the Empire as loyal subjects. Khraz-Modan was one of the few lucky enough to evade both capture and the sword. He and several dozen others scattered and found refuge among the rest of the DLF, but Khraz-Modan's home was forever lost. Until armistace in 2A514 he served various petty Dwarf Lords throughout Elinhir and honed his skills. After the Dominion Wars came to an end, he traveled south to Luceana in hopes to spread the DLF's influence and potentially to gain support from the Council. The Council was not interested in aiding the Dwarves in their struggle; the peace was still too fragile. Khraz-Modan settled into the harbor town of Caelwin and started a ship building business in 3A19.

Khraz-Modan's business was average and he led a simple life. That all changed in 3A81 when the Council began the forced relocation of Luceana's Imperial families and created the slums of Caelwin to house them all. The situation changed from bad to worse in the town. His shipbuilding business struggled, but Khraz managed to make his living. However, he had lost the fire of his youth that drove him to hate the Empire.

3A114 is the year that everything changed. The invading Imperial forces shut down Khraz-Modan's business and branded him to be untrusworthy based off of his heritage. He has had to endure almost constant harassmant from the Caeltusiers who now police Vir-Mateen and the surounding towns. His spirit broken, Khaz-Modan could no longer stand up for what he believed in. Then on Frostfall 20 as he sat in what used to be his shop, two strangers walked in asking to buy a small ship. Contemplating turning them away, he soon learned that they planned to destroy the AEN Ettertank in defiance of the Imperial occupation. The drive of the Dragonborn and Githzerai who had come to him caused his heart to stir and he cut them a deal. He speant the whole day singlehandedly repairing the shell of a pinnace and poured all of his skill and hatred of the Empire into the small ship. By midnight it was ready to sail. He watched as the group of heroes sailed away towards the docks, and smiled when he saw a flash of light and the echoing blast of a great explosion. Khraz-Modan slept well for the first time in thrity years.