Regarding my character, I’m Edvardoren:
A Dark Dwarf, currently living on the outskirts above ground of Kal'Azgaryum, in the kingdom of Agnarum. Orphaned since he had a memory, with no memory of how or when his parents perished, only remembering his father’s legendary black beard, and his mother’s fiery green eyes, Edvardoren found himself migrating from settlement to settlement, always scrapping for the necessary things to survive. This constant lack and need drove him to innovate and design clever solutions to his problems, like the time he created an improvised aqueduct to gather rainwater and be able to drink and bathe. The folk from the nearby settlement found this aqueduct and marveled at the ingenuity of it, soy they decided to grant Edvardoren a humble unoccupied house near the town center, asking in exchange that he would create and innovate in favor of the settlement. This constant innovation and crafting made him extremely fond of industry, craftsmanship and constructions, spending his days designing and creating, no longer for need but rather for the joy of it, whether it be engineering systems, tools or buildings. His years spent crafting and working the metal and the stone gave him considerable strength, but his best quality remained his sharp cunning and ingenuity. His work brought prosperity to the town, until the son oh the local lord, driven by envy of Edvardoren’s popularity, banished Edvardoren under false accusations of worshiping forbidden deities to get inspiration for his crafts. It was after his banishment that he realized he hadn’t seriously worshiped any deities, until he found a shrine to Yemekar, The Maker, while wandering to a new place to call home. Upon visiting this shrine, he felt a sudden inspiration to craft again, and took this as a since, from that point worshiping Yemekar and asking him for further inspiration, always dedicating creations to him and embedding representation of him into his craft. Shortly after this encounter, he found himself arriving at Kal'Azgaryum, in the kingdom of Agnarum, and with the permission of the local authorities settled peacefully in a modest keep at the outskirts above ground of the cavern, selling his crafts and building for the local population, but making sure to keep his distance and low profile to avoid repeating the same situation that happened with the lord’s son. Edvardoren now enjoys being alone by himself, but does not deny company when a traveler or an acquaintance comes by for a drink.
Thanks in advance, I hope my application is accepted and I can be part of this amazing world!
