User:Gulroth

Gulroth came to the realm of Dragonspire three years ago. Being the mortal spawn of Gulgorn, he brought with him a desire for death and destruction. He began his quest alone, killing any he found around the realm, good or evil. Alignment mattered not in his blood fed rage.

Gulroth befriended none until he came upon another with similar interests, a twisted and violent being known as MissGrim. Together they formed the Fist of Gulgorn, a cult dedicated to the God of Decay and Destruction, Gulgorn. Many hard fought battles followed soon after, leaving rotted bodies spread over the realm.

The forces of FoG grew and many more enemies fell before their blades. It was not long before a base was required to hold the forces of Gulgorn. In a blood drenched dream Gulroth had a vision of their fortress, a wicked tower which stuck out of the grounded like a gigantic horn of some long destroyed beast. It was called Death's Knell Tower.

The battlefields that surrounded the tower witnessed one of the first great battles of Dragonspire. Soldiers of the Fist of Gulgorn clashed with the minions of the United Player Killers, lead by the wicked Lord Tunnel. For weeks the battle raged on, numbers were lost on both sides and the once dry earth of the battleground was now covered with a crimson mud. Tunnel brought the fight to Gulroth hard, but was never able to seige the tower, running low on soldiers and supplies the dreaded Lord Tunnel had no but choice to withdraw his forces.

The battle was won and Gulgorn satisfied, for the time. So Gulroth slept, waiting until his father called upon him again. Waiting until the time was right to begin his quest once more.

You can't spell manslaughter without laughter :D