About me: Conan is a Cimmerian, a barbarian of the far north. He was born on a battlefield and is the son of the village blacksmith Corin. During the great war in Cimmeria, his mother Greshan was fatally wounded by an enemy while attempting to save her husband. The weakened Greshan uses the last of her strength to give birth to her son and names him Conan before dying. He grew up quickly: by age fifteen he was already a respected warrior, participating in the destruction of the Aquilonian outpost of Venarium. Despite being born under Crom, Conan serves no man or God, choosing instead to forge his own path. In spite of his rough and brash exterior, his heart is strong, and he seeks to vanquish all who take joy in harming others. His adventures have brought him face to face with many terrible beasts, wizards, monsters, and warriors.
