Hrolden grew up in Ered Luin working in the mines when he was of fighting age. One day a jeweller came to buy gems from his master and Hrolden, bored with his life so far asked to become his apprentice. So he travelled with the jeweller picking up the art and becoming proficient at it. However is he entered adult hood he felt a new calling. His father had been one of the blue garrison and on his travels Hrolden had seen the power of the enemy grow, so he resolved to follow in his father's footsteps. First he joined the army and for several years he trained and rose in rank. However his career came to an unfortunate end when his patrol was waylaid by goblins. During the ambush Hrolden was struck over the head and knocked unconscious. When he came to he found himself loaded onto a cart of dead bodies. At the first opportunity Hrolden leapt from the cart and was then persued. For days he tried to escape however whenever he gained on his attackers he would fall into convulsions. His torment would end with his saving at the hands of a party of elves who then took him in for treatment. Despite two months of rehabilitation Hrolden never fully recovered and to this days suffers from fits when under extreme physical exertion. This disability however mearly strengthened his resolve and Hrolden continues to protect the weak by fighting the darkness.