Grom Hammerhand hails from a small, underground city, connected to one of the larger holds in the mountains of (one of the previous worlds, not sure which one I'd be allowed to insert this into).
Grom has been a blacksmith all of his life, as his father was before him. His hardworking attitude and love of the craft tends to ensure that a lot of work gets done inside his smithy.
He is an avid reader and will go to great lengths to secure new tales and books for his collection and whatever libraries the Dwarves hold.
Character Name: Grom Hammerhand
Character Race: Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 125
Physical Description: A Dwarf with a neatly trimmed, light brown beard. Often found wearing his overalls or some form of work apron.
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
((How does your character respond? Please ensure your response is at least six sentences long, and uses at least two actions.))
Example: (delete this when you add your own)
"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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