Brommdy Irnor is the son of Thorek Irnor, Lord of the Steelhand clan in Karak Hirn. One day the clans were called to war, and all the eldest warriors of the Steelhand clan went to battle, but never returned.

   Brommdy became the new Lord of the clan, but unlike his respected father, he was looked down because of his young age.

As time passed Brommdys rage and hatred grew becouse of his clans loss, and he wanted payment in blood.
Seeing her son in such pain and anger, her mother decided to give him a scroll their family kept in secret for hundreds of years. The scheme of the Claws of the Mole, written by Morgrim son of Grimnir. It was so complex it combined forging, runesmithing and engineering alike and it must be forged on the Anvil of Doom.

Somehow, the Claws gave Brommdy hope, and immadiately ordered its forging no matter how much it costs.

Although Morgrim haven't fully finished the plans of the claw, the issue is still a mighty weapon, not as powerfull as Morgrim imagined, but still a deadly one.

Now Brommdy after many years of the tragedy, musterd his clan for one bloody war. The once young dwarfs of the clan who had lost their fathers and brothers  are now the adults and war torn veterans  and they march into battle with vengance burning in their eyes. The vengance for their fathers. Since the day the claws were forged, Brommdy is on a rampage with the Steelhand clan killing hundreds and thousend to avange their ancestors and striking out every grudge the clan ever made.

For this fervour to fulfill grudges, High King Thorgrim have found a great ally with Brommdy and the Steelhand clan, and are planing to take back what was once rightfully the dwarfs. The Steelhand clan will walk into the mouth of death if they have to, no matter the consequances.

So this is My Dwarf Lord and this is my very first conversation, with a little backstory I have written. The model is still incomplete, but I hope you'll like it.