Cruben Ironhouse

[Simian]

First Name: Cruben
Last Name: Ironhouse

Appearance:
Race: Gold Dwarf
Age: 56
Height Tall for a dwarf.
Weight: Slightly higher than the dwarven avarage.
Eyes: Green.
Hair: Black.
Facial Hair Style: Thick beard, with some iron beads in it.

Personality Profile:
General Health: Healthy.
Deities: Marthammor Duin
Initial Alignment: Lawful Good
Profession: Trapmaker
Base Class & Proposed Development: Ranger
Habits/Hobbies: Whistles once here and there.
Languages: Dwarf Common
Weapon of Choice: Throwing Axe

Background:
Cruben Ironhouse was born within the great dwarven kingdom of Great Rift. A long waited son to carry on the family bussiness of trap manufacturing, and cavern-surface exploration. He was the first son, his destiny set in stone, blessed by both tradition and family. Yet, it was the Year of Thunder that shook the entire kingdom of Great Rift. More dwarven children were born than the kingdom could hope to support, and within the years that followed, the house of Iron was blessed with six other dwarves. But for the first son, it meant that the destiny was no longer pre-written in stone. To the first son, there was no denying how the second born twins were far more suited for carrying on the family bussiness. They had the fingers, brains, eyes, ears and the passion to carry-on the legacy. Thus, the first born child decided to leave Great Rift in favour of his younger siblings. He ventured far beyond the Great Rift, making few coins here and there with the skills he possessed. For the large part, he enjoyed the loneliness of adventuring, as most of his fellow adventurers were proven greedy, unreliable, and rotten to core.

However, his lonely days were set behind once he stumbled on a small runty puppy left to survive all on it's own. The young dwarf could not move on with the dog's two big eyes staring at him. He fed it once, he fed it twice... and soon the two were traveling together, keeping eyes out for each other.

Three months later, the two had found their way to the Sword Coast, and the city of Baldur's Gate. Cruben himself, having been six years on the road.

Goals:
Little this, little that.

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
The dwarf is suspicious. He will judge people based on how they look, act, and speak. Additionally, his beloved girl (the dog) Mutt, is far more important than anything else.

Question: Any issues with the above?

[Simian]

*Bump.*

[DM RabidBadger]

*bump. Waiting to see them in game to reward.

[DM RabidBadger]

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