Brogarrth Flamebane

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Brogarrth Flamebane is an orc of the Warsong Clan, currently living and working in the capital of Orgrimmar as an active duty soldier and blacksmith. Best known for his service under the banner of the Kor'kron Legion, he has recently left the ranks of the Legion, joining up with the Garroshkar Warguard. At 26 years old he has served in the Northrend Campaign and has earned honorary membership in the Earthen Ring and the Thorium Brotherhood. He has one adopted son, Morg, currently age 9, and training to become a marksman.

Early Life
Brogarrth is (to the best of his acquired knowledge) the only known surviving descendant of the Flamebane bloodline, the rest of which having either been killed or gone into hiding in the years since the closing of the Dark Portal. Born mere days before the end of the Second War, Brogarrth's parents were both killed at the hands of the Alliance. The newborn would be found by Targuth, a close friend of his father, who'd carry the child into an internment camp in the lower Alterac Mountains. Up to about the age of 7 he would have no real home, instead being raised by various Orc families that could help him along. He'd spend most of his childhood as a street urchin, fighting other children for scraps of whatever he could get his hands on.

By age 9, Brogarrth would become Targuth's apprentice, the old orc being a strict and demanding old man. One morning, as a punishment for disobedience, the elder smith would grab Brogarrth's head and pressing it into a forge of white hot coals. The resulting injury would leave a long blackened and charred scar across the right side of his face from the lower eyelid to the jawline. The Orc would not let the young boy see a shaman for healing, and to this day the burn remains uncurable.

Huddled along in the ships to Kalimdor, Brogarrth would spend most of his adolescence as a Smith Overseer's Assistant, before the end of the war. Targuth would pass away at this time. With nothing to his name but the clothes on his back and his knowledge of blacksmithing and fighting, he'd begin his trials.