Family History

Mr. Haterman

Lived in Era 47 and got 1 heir(s) (Nerestro).
I am Vickul Haterman son of Arahana and Thoorin Haterman from the clan of the Ironbenders. This is a short story of my life.

Haterman.... *sight* it’s a name I really dislike. It’s the name of my dad, but when I think of my parents I think of my uncle and aunt Davden and Krisstina Soulaxe, from the clan of the Battlebeards.
My mother died while giving birth to me. People said that Arahana was one of the most caring and beloved women of the clan. Her love for Thoorin was great and he loved her even more.
After My mother died my dad got really depressed and started drinking. My uncle took care of my as soon as they noticed my father’s drinking problem. He let me stay at their place as often as they could. But that still meant that I had to live at my dad’s place for around four days a week. He was drunk most of the time and he couldn’t take care of my. I learned how to take care of myself at a young age. Once I was eight years old my dad’s drinking got worse and he got increasingly aggressive. Now I know it was probably because I look like my mother. Every time he looked at me, I reminded him of my mother. I think he held me responsible for her death. Two weeks after my ninth birthday my father died in the pub, he had fallen of the table he was somehow standing on and landed with his head on the edge of another table.

The Soulaxe family now formally adopted me and I lived with them until I was 17 years old. This was probably the best time of my live. With some pocket money I got from Davden and Krisstina I decided to become a merchant. For several years I traded all kinds of stuff and I became more and more successful. At the age 28 I already was one of the richest merchants around. In the winter of that year I heard a rumour that they discovered a mountain with a lot of gold in it. But nobody there had enough money to set up a new settlement. I decided to take the risk, so I gathered some people and mercenaries and we travelled for two months until we finally arrived at our destination. The rumours where thru and we discovered that there was a lot of gold deep in the mountain. We set up a little camp and named it Stormdal. Soon after that more and more people were coming to work.

Now Stormdal isn’t a camp anymore, it has become a vast lively city and I, Vickul Haterman from the clan of the Ironbenders , adopted by Davden and Krisstina Soulaxe from the clan of the Battlebeards, am the proud ruler of this new little kingdom.