Biography of Kraegar Steinheir

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First Name: Kraegar
Last Name: Steinheir (Stonehair - the clan traditionally kept the archaic spelling of the name for written correspondence in common)

Appearance:
Race: Dwarf
Age: 62 - 70, he's not even sure himself as the last few years have been a blur of travel but he's young for a dwarf
Height: 4'4"
Weight: 194 lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Bald, but would share the color of his beard if he kept any; Coal black fading to iron grey
Facial Hair Style: Long but neatly bound beard adorned with a pair of gold ornamentations; one midway and one at the bottom as an end cap.

Personality Profile:
General Health: Young and vital. Stronger than many dwarves but not as fit and well conditioned as many other specimens - his was a life of labour as a tradesman rather than the conditioning of a soldier prior to his lif of adventure. As such he is more accustomed to bearing heavy loads than forced marches and the like, still he's on par with some of the healthiest examples among other races.
Deity: Marthammor Duin primarily as he is by and large a wanderer and explorer, also offers prayer to Dumathoin, and Vergadain[/b]
Initial Alignment: Lawful Neutral - Leans toward good but not with great commitment.[/b]
Profession: Adventurer - it's his sole source of income
Base Class & Proposed Development: Fighter Rogue Dwarven defender - exact numbers still being settled on
Habits/Hobbies: Secretly a lover of music, he's never had any interest in plaing or learning instruments he just enjoys listening to it. Enjoys picking locks not just professionally but as a hobby, occasionally going out and buying a bunch of pad locks, linking them together and tossing the keys just to see if he can undo the mess. If he's staying at an inn and the door to his room squeeks he oils the hinges without fail.
Languages: Common, Undercommon, Dwarf, and Orc.
Weapon of Choice: Dwarven Waraxe by training and preference as he is a warrior first and foremost. Fond of longswords, particularly his sidearm, as works of functional art (and the ability to finish off trolls in his sidearm's case specifically) and blunt weapons for dealing with undead.

Background: Kraegar's clan was established in the mountainous regions of the Vast. A victim of its own success their clanholme was lost to a horde of black goblins that billowed forth from the tunnels below ground. The clan had established trade routes in the underdark and dealt with a clan of Svirfneblin there. Unfortunately the underdark is a vast and terribly dangerous place, a tremendous swarm of black goblins stumbled upon the two settlements, cut them off from one another. The dwarves were forced to either abandon their homes or else face near certain defeat with no hope of victory. Almost all chose the latter, but the very young (of which he was considered at the time), the very old, and a select few others deemed important enough by clan leadership were sent out from the hall into the vast and dangerous wilderness outside where, at least, they might stand a chance of making it. The fortress gates were sealed forever behind them and the tunnels leading to them collapsed from within - if the Stonehairs were to die in their hold so be it, but they would not have their hold become a staging ground for surface raids by goblins.

Winter is harsh. Most of those sent out in hopes of spreading word of the fate of the clan did not, most perished to exposure and predation. When finally the group of refugee's stumbled on to a human trading caravan they shared news of their experience only some fifty of them left. There was naught they could do - those fifty or so survivors wandered their seperate ways in the years since, their clan destroyed. Some succumbed to depression, some fell into new lives, and some few walk stranger paths still, Kraegar is one such. (Elaboration and embellishment may come in the form of more character related fiction should my work schedule allow it)

Goals: Kraegar's been on his own for some eight to twelve years now. His goal is to find purpose to his life. He spends it now a wanderer aiding the odd traveler and sating his curiosity - but there is only so long a dwarf can stand to be away from kin and he grows restless.

Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc Facts:
Kraegar's particularly fond of exploring underground places for both riches, as he is somewhat greedy (but not to the point of malice), and the sheer thrill of it. It takes decidedly little to get him to go underground - though he does prefer to take it slow and steady when he gets there.

Kraak Helzak's dwarves have been approaching him of late with propositions of introduction and more.

A recent migrant, he is still ignorant of local politics and that ignorance combined with his versatility of skills may make him a pawn in said politics.

Of all traditional dwarven foes Trolls, ogres, and goblins bother him most and he actively arms and prepares for encounters with them. The idea of ogre mages does make him uneasy however. Orcs are a threat he has the least amount of personal experience with, having learned their tongue through study rather than experience. He's also likely to engage undead without much in the way of provocation - though he's rightfully wary of some of the more potent specimens and the legends surrounding them.

Recently explored the cloakwood mines in, as much as he can tell, full. He is interested in them now as the final level is clearly a breach into the Underdark, a place of legendary risk and reward. The cloakwood itself is a foreboding place he has yet to fully plume however.