This beardling, known as Karem (That’s Kah-reem, and if you pronounce it the other way, he’ll very much so take issue with you.) Desires nothing more than to become a master of a craft, however, his scatterbrained and loose-y goose-y mind makes this exceedingly difficult, as he can never quite decide what exactly he wants to pursue for the rest of his life. He doesn’t lose heart though, Karem is confident that he has many years of learning and practice ahead of him, for finding his way. His personality is happy-go-lucky, merry, and kind at his best. At his worst, he is naive and foolish. Karem is slow to anger and hate, which prompts people to take advantage of him often. This constant treatment by others has lead him to be somewhat distrustful of strangers, and he has a paranoid streak when encountering folk from far off places. Karem feels that he could live within the mountain home for all his days and be content. He was born in Axios, within Jornheim to humble beginnings. He has since migrated to Atlas in hopes of working at the capital city of Kal’Tarak. Karem isn’t particularly gifted to any degree other than a burning passion to succeed. His body is fit to a point and stocky rather than corpulent, his mind is average but serviceable. Karem does not favor combat, as he is inexperienced in the manner, and has no interest in soldiering.
