Deep in the heart of the Iron Peaks, Brimstone stood vigilant, his shimmering gold armor reflecting the light of flickering torches. As the clan's protector, he faced the imminent threat of the Shadow Wraiths, ethereal beings bent on plundering his ancestral halls. Doubts gnawed at him—had he become too old, too weary? In the heat of battle against the wraiths, he felt that weight lifting, awakened by the roar of his ancestors in his blood, driving him to fight with unmatched fervor. By dawn, the wraiths lay defeated, but Brimstone knew that each victory could be his last. He learned to embrace fear, seeing it as a wise companion. His motto is "Through the fire of doubt, my courage shall rise."