Glodin stepped over to the window and began watching the snow fall, as his commanding officer had done moments before. He let out a small sigh before he spoke. [color=00a651]"I am from Uldgorin, born and raised. My family used to be known for their skill with the forge. That is 'till my brother became head of the house. I'm the only one in the family who knows how to work a hammer and carve runes, thanks to my old man. I joined the order to go out and make a name for myself and bring my family back to it's former glory. Captain, may I ask you a small favor? If I don't make it through to the end of this, and you take down that so-called Dead God, don't let my memory die away." [/color]