Relorth Silvereye
Monikers: Black badger, Little Gren
Race: Gold dwarf
Age: 79
Height: 5'0
Weight: 210lb
Eyes: blue-gray
Hair: raven black
Facial Hair Style: chest long thick black beard. Braided in four places with alternating silver and platinum clasps.
General Health: healthy with no previous illnesses of note
Deity: Gorm Gulthyn
Initial Alignment: LG
Profession: Barakor of Gorm Gulthyn
Base Class & Proposed Development: Favoured Soul
Habits/Hobbies: smoking pipe, Collecting dwarven craft works, Scrimshaw
Languages: Dwarven (Native), Common, Jotun, Undercommon
Weapon of Choice: Dwarven Waraxe (Hold Fast)
A war axe made of Iron alloy etched on the blade is the personal rune of every Silvereye dwarf who has carried it into battle. A quartet of emeralds are set along the beard of the Axe ringed with runes of magic.
Background:
Relorth grew up among the flourishing Silvereye clan of ice wind dale. Raised within the tight-knit structure of the dwarven clan and extended family system he flourished.
Having a natural tendency towards law and structure Relorth spent the majority of his younger years helping run messages between watch posts and watching the older beardlings spar and drill combat techniques within the temple of Gorm.
however he was not as good as his siblings or even fellow thunder blessed at martial combat, he was slow to learn techniques but took to pouring over local tales of heroism and valour. Often underfoot of his Grandfather and the barakors of Gorm Gulthyn begging stories and tales of old heroes.
A poor smith and constantly underfoot Relorth earned the moniker the Black Badger among the older dwarves. Taking advantage of his knowledge of the tunnels and his time spent running messages the young dwarf would play pretend he was one of the great heroes of old.
Eventually, through hard work and dedication, Relorth started to get better and better at his work, taking to patrolling the outskirts of the clan tunnels with the older tunnel guards. Listening to the stories of past blunders fallen watchmen made. Committing to memory the tales of fallen clans and the separate follies that lead to them.
Vigilance, Unity, Temperance, Tradition. These ideas became a mantra for young Gren and with them he soon found he was improving at his sparring sessions, using techniques he has read about and trying to apply them to his beardling brawls.
The calling came on his 60th winter as a sudden surge of inner fire and zeal suddenly able to cast minor divine spells such as virtue and bless. Relorth was put through the training of the Barakors and pushed to succeed in the clergy of Gorm Gulthyn.
However, like his grandfather, Relorth's powers came less so from prayer but from embodying the values of his god. Mentored instead by the clergy in the actions and dictates of Gorm Gulthyn Relorth spent sixteen and three years in the harsh training and trails of the barakors
Now Relorth makes his first steps out into the world tasked to go south and form bonds with the displaced and scattered dwarven adventurers and Unite them under a banner of purpose.
Relorth also hopes to meet his grandfather's adopted Grandbabies and hear their stories. If possible also aid his adopted siblings.
Having a natural tendency towards law and structure Relorth spent the majority of his younger years helping run messages between watch posts and watching the older beardlings spar and drill combat techniques within the temple of Gorm.
however he was not as good as his siblings or even fellow thunder blessed at martial combat, he was slow to learn techniques but took to pouring over local tales of heroism and valour. Often underfoot of his Grandfather and the barakors of Gorm Gulthyn begging stories and tales of old heroes.
A poor smith and constantly underfoot Relorth earned the moniker the Black Badger among the older dwarves. Taking advantage of his knowledge of the tunnels and his time spent running messages the young dwarf would play pretend he was one of the great heroes of old.
Eventually, through hard work and dedication, Relorth started to get better and better at his work, taking to patrolling the outskirts of the clan tunnels with the older tunnel guards. Listening to the stories of past blunders fallen watchmen made. Committing to memory the tales of fallen clans and the separate follies that lead to them.
Vigilance, Unity, Temperance, Tradition. These ideas became a mantra for young Gren and with them he soon found he was improving at his sparring sessions, using techniques he has read about and trying to apply them to his beardling brawls.
The calling came on his 60th winter as a sudden surge of inner fire and zeal suddenly able to cast minor divine spells such as virtue and bless. Relorth was put through the training of the Barakors and pushed to succeed in the clergy of Gorm Gulthyn.
However, like his grandfather, Relorth's powers came less so from prayer but from embodying the values of his god. Mentored instead by the clergy in the actions and dictates of Gorm Gulthyn Relorth spent sixteen and three years in the harsh training and trails of the barakors
Now Relorth makes his first steps out into the world tasked to go south and form bonds with the displaced and scattered dwarven adventurers and Unite them under a banner of purpose.
Relorth also hopes to meet his grandfather's adopted Grandbabies and hear their stories. If possible also aid his adopted siblings.
Goals:
Establish a functioning Dwarven Brotherhood, Establish a clan hall on the coast, Connect his adopted siblings, finish what Grandpa started.
Possible Plot-Hook Ideas and Misc:
Meeting foreign Dwarven powers, thwarting Devils, Continuing Grandpa's work, Delving after dwarven Lore, restoring old halls, Defending dwarves, Promoting faith in the dwarven pantheon and encouraging the adoption of dwarven traditions among non-Dwarves.