Therdrem discovered the raw power of gun powder when he was just a kid. And the truth is it was always a constant in his life: from an early age, he saw his father blowing up holes in the family mines with it; then, he always admired the skill of the Thunderers at the practice range of the keep;  until finally he ended up spending a great deal of his dad's money to purchase a harquebus. Therdrem's father was furious. Very embarrassed, he had to return the gun and then he cut Therdrem's access to the family money, granting him nothing more than a really tight allowance from that moment on. On a display of will, Therdrem managed to save enough money to purchase his own harquebus, albeit one rather more humble than the one he wanted. He practiced day and night to try and join the ranks of the

Dundur stumbled upon Archibrum's entourage by chance, on the road that leads to the city of the damned. And it was like Archibrum and Dundur were a match made in heaven: Dundur loved the gang's whole attire and how well it matched his tattoos; and Archibrum fell in love with Dundur's tattoos and couldn't resist showing him his own body art. "- See? I got this one when I visited Cathay. These symbols mean "Strength" and "Courage". I got them so I never forget to live my best life". Dundur didn't really understand how someone would need a tattoo to remember something and just retorted: "- Mine protect me". Dundur is, quote, "obsessed" with all the frills, the quality of the linen, and the excellent manufacture of the warband's clothes. He always felt that, hadn't he taken the Slayer path, he would have been one of the biggest names in dwarven high fashion.