Kord

Tempest of Glory
When the lightning flashes, you hear Kord's thunderous laughter in the distance. When swords and shields clash in battle, you hear the glorious symphony of brave men. When a heroes hands tremble with fear as they lift their sword against a terrible evil, Kord stands beside them. And though the brave do not always win the field of battle, they shall never lose their souls to cowardice. For a coward dies a thousand times before their death, but the brave shall pass on to Hall of the Valiant to stand before Kord with their head held high.

In the waning decades of the Dawn War the goddess of winter, Khala, attempted to gain supremacy over the remaining gods. Her forces included her consort Zehir the god of darkness and poison, Gruumsh the god of slaughter looking to kill the merciful Pelor, and the goddess Tiamat hoping to slay her brother Bahamut. With them was Khala's only son, the storm god Kord.

When the War of Winter began, Zehir and Gruumsh besieged Hestavar, Tiamat and Bahamut battled over the skies of the elemental chaos. Kord was sent to test his strength against one of the oldest and strongest of gods, Moradin. And the two did battle on Mount Celestia, despite Kord's irresistable fury, Moradin refused to yield. Kord's storms battered Moradin's mountains in vain. After a long battle, Kord drew back. Moradin showed Kord the destruction their battle had caused in the mortal world, and Kord regretted his actions. Joining forces with Moradin to make amends, he was the first into the fray that broke the seige of Hestavar. He has sense been one of Gruumsh's most hated enemies and rivals as a god of strength.

Kord's bravery and passion have now been tempered with wisdom from Moradin, and he teaches his followers to use their strength not to oppress the weak, but to uplift them. Slaughter is not the sign of greatness, nor even is victory. For some fights are worth fighting, even if they can't be won. Be it for a cause, for honor, or for the joy of battle when every moment is more full of life than years of peace. That is what it means to live in the storm, to fight with a smile, to die with glory.