Name: Gulder Ospar
Race: Dwarf
Class: Cleric
Height: 4'1
Weight: 150
Eyes: Blue Eyes
Hair: Black Hair
Alignment: Lawful Good

Portrait by: Gyst Starblayze

Gulder's Story

Gulder Ospar was born in a small village they called Drevlin. This was not a Dwarven village as you might expect a Dwarf like Gulder to grow up in, but rather a community of many races. This particular village, made up of some 20 residence, actually seemed more like a family with the whole of them gathering around a bondfire near center of town one evening every week for spirits, dance and celebration.

Gulder learned about his culture and heritage from his father, Ghinn, who owned a forge just ouside of town. Ghinn was the finest smith in all the land. The quality of his weapons and armor were of such high caliber they were sought out by the most talented and wealthy warriors. Through the years Gulder became very proficient at the craft of smithery, and also in the ways of using these weapons in combat. The life of a smith was satisfying, but was not to be his destiny...

Gulders mother died shorty after his birth. He knew very little of her as it pained his father greatly to speak of her. One special night as this family gathered around the bondfire, Gulder found out the truth behind this village, and the truth about his mother. This night was the 20th aniversary of the victory of "The Great War". It turnes out that the residence of this village are the last remanents of the war party that claimed the final victory for the powers of light. They formed this village to live out their lives in peace and honor those who died in battle fighting for the cause of righteousness. All, are masters of their craft.. Wizards, Warriors, Rangers, Magicians, Driuds, Bards, Paladins and yes ... Clerics.

Atana was one of the most honored participants of the war. Not because of the many minions of evil she helped destroy, but because of the many souls she saved through her powers of healing. Gulder was very proud to hear that his mother played such an important role in that victory over the powers of darkness. He knew then, that this was the path chosen for him. His father wept when he heard the news of Gulders decision, they were not tears of sorrow, but tears of joy. What better way to honor his mother than to become a Cleric himself and help those in need.

Ghinn introduced Gulder to a human Cleric in the village named Danas. Danas was very old for a human, about 75 years of age, but looked barely over 40. He took Gulder in and began to teach him the rituals and ways of the Cleric. For seven years Gulder studied, practiced, and prayed. He had become quite proficiant at minor spells and was well on his way to becomming a great Cleric. One evening on that seventh year, Danas passed away in his sleep. Gulder had a dream that very night of a new and exciting place and had a vision of a huge Cleric hall in this place. How wonderfull this city looked in his dream.

Within the week, Gulder said his farewells to his friends and his father and went off in search of this strange and interesting city named Freeport in the land of Norrath. As he was looking over the map his father had given him he noticed an odd scribbling of letters on the side. They read "Scarab" and beside that were the names "Lord and Lady Hawke". Hmmm, curious, he though.

Many days had passed by and Gulder was beginning to wonder if he had made the right decision in leaving Drevlin. He continued onward, pondering this thought as much as Dwarves tend to ponder anyway, when he came across a small trail leading in his direction. Wonderfull!! he thought, as this was a sign he was getting close to his destination. He thanked Rodcet Nife for his guidence and began to pick up the pace a bit. Before long he was running full steam down the trail when........WHAMMM!!!

Gulder picked himself up off the ground and brushed his cloths off. He turned around to see what he tripped over and found that there seemed to be a rather large leg sticking out of a bush. "Hello" he called out to the bush. "Uhhggg" was all that replied. Gulder peeked his head through the shrubbery and saw a somewhat battered human laying face down in the dirt. He pulled the human out of the bush and leaned him against a tree. He was in very bad shape indeed. Gulder began casting, and after a few moments the humans eyes opened up. "Thank You" he said, "I would have slain that hill giant for sure if he hadn't hit me".......

"What's you name friend?".., "Gulder Ospar" he said proudly. "Well met Gulder Ospar, they call me Lord Hawke"... Gulder pulled out his map and looked at the names written on the side. He showed the map to Lord Hawke, who's eyes shifted back and forth from Gulder to the map. "Where did you get this map Gulder?", "My father gave it to me" he replied. "I haven't seen this map in 27 years, not since I left it with a good friend named Ghinn, who i fought with in the "Great War".

Gulder and Lord Hawke began to make the short trip to the city known as Freeport. On the way Lord Hawke told Gulder his story of the "Great War" and about a mighty guild in Freeport. That guild was named Scarab and was to be the place Gulder would call home.