Thorgaek Hammerlock

Dwarven Warlock


STR 16, DEX 14, CON 16, INT 11, WIS 12, CHA 15

61 years old
Red eyes
Black hair



I awoke with a gasp. Candles lay around my feet. The still air of the night sky looming above.
Where Am I?
I stood to gather my bearing. I was on a mountain ledge completely alone with what appears to be contents of a ritual scattered around me.
What have I done?
I’ve tried to mess with the ancient book I found in the library, but I haven’t been successful until now. I gathered what I could and sprinted down the mountain. But wait, none of this feels familiar. Oh wait.
What is my name?

6 years has passed since my deal with Baalzebul, the Arch-Devil of Hell. The ritual still haunts my dreams. The ones who claimed to be my parents kicked me out of my remembered lair I once called home. Work was easy to acquire once I got closer to the coast. I quickly grew fond of boats and seafaring. My first captain, Torr ‘One Eye’ Reed, was easily my favorite. He would have my back unlike the captains since. Most captains get weary when I practice magic on their boat. During my time without a current boss or boat, I will seek to use my magic for good. Although for now, I won’t reveal my magical essence until I find a group worthy of my trust.

Thorgaek Hammerlock

The Sword Coast Steven_Baker