Grimnar, a stout dwarf with a heart of gold and a fist like granite, found himself torn between duty and desire. Tasked with reclaiming the lost gem of Eldergrove from the clutches of the Frost Wyrm, he hesitated, fearing the wrath of the beast. As he faced the icy lair, doubt gnawed at him, but the cries of his kin spurred him on. In a fierce battle, he struck the wyrm down, yet the victory felt hollow. Haunted by the lives lost, Grimnar learned that true heroism lies not in glory, but in the burdens we bear. His motto became, "Strength is not in the fist, but in the heart that carries the weight."