The ranks of Garheim swell yet further:
Falki is a laborer of 24 years of age. He was born in Rothburg, son of Rogvirr, a blacksmith, and Alfdis, formerly a tavern girl. Falki never knew his mother Alfdis, as she died in childbirth. Despite the loss of his true love, Rogvirr thanked the gods for blessing him with a son, and raised Falki the best that he knew how. Falki flourished under the tutelage of his skilled father, and became very adept at working metal. He lived a good life for a commoner - food was never scarce, and his father's fine craftsmanship brought the two of them some measure of prestige in the community. Falki chafed somewhat under the strictures of life in Rothburg. He disliked affecting a formal manner with the knights that made up the bulk of his father's customers. Despite his minor annoyances however, Falki planned to continue his father's work and take over the shop when Rogvirr grew too old to wield a hammer.
Falki future plans were dashed the night that his father's shop burned to the ground. Had Falki not thrown himself from a second story window, he would likely be no more than ash and bone, yet he has not forgiven himself for the death of his father, who was trapped on the ground floor and unable to escape the blaze.
Since the cruel accident that deprived him of his father and his future, Falki has traveled Garheim, assisting local blacksmiths and plying small metal wares to survive. Of late, he has resided in Granhaven, where he has answered the call to join the town militia. Falki sees this as a great opportunity to perhaps save up enough money to open his own blacksmithing shop and potentially earn himself some glory along the way. Only time will tell whether Falki's future holds fairer luck.