Background

Vil'jin, born in the snowy planes of Dun Morogh. Son to the Ex-Frostmane tribe leader and his one and only wife. He lived there as a Frostmane until the age of eleven. He had two (known) siblings, His older brother Boss'aken and his younger sister Minaka. He later discovered he had a twin brother.

Vil'jin's older brother had allways been his fathers favourite, as he had grown into a true, strong ice troll, worthy to one day lead the Frostman tribe. His mother, always caring, often opposed his fathers opinion. Explaining that Vil'Jin could also one day be a strong and powerful leader. He might even re-take the snowy lands from the dwarves! But nothing could convince his father that he was worthy enough, nothing could convince him that he would ever amount to anything. He would say that he always spent too much time reading and practising mage-arts, when he should have been growing strong like his brother.

But one day, his whole life changed dramatically.

He had always know that his uncle (Arkticus) had envied his father. And he knew that he wanted the power that his brother possesed, and would do anything to get his grimey hands on it.

So he planned his attack. He collected a band of followers to aid his evil scheme, and in the dead of night he entered Vil'jin's hut.

Vil'jin was awoken by the screams of their mother, crying over the lifeless body of his father. All Vil'jin could do was stand there, petrified. His uncle, the power hungry maniac had finally done it, he had killed his own brother, Vil'jin father and he was about to do the same to his mother.

Vil'jin heard shouts from his brother, telling him to run as far away as possible. (That was the time he ever saw his brother) So he mustered the few shreds of courage he had left, grabbed his few month old sister and ran. He ran out of the hut, only to bare wittness the greatest horror that he had ever faced. His vlliage, where he had grown up, was ablaze. All he could see was fire, fire everywhere he looked. The flames ingulfed his mind and burnt fear into him.

But he had to press on, he had to keep going for his sisters sake, and when at last he was free there was nothing left but Arkticus and his minions cackling over there new found power.