Early Life & Family:

I was born the third son of Thulmar and Gwannia in a small town near the copper and tin mines worked by my father. My mother is a retired warrior that now manages operations of a small Dwarf and Gnome consortium that manufactures metal household items (pots, utensils, kitchen knives, etc.). Gwannia taught me my basic fighting skills from an early age …

My oldest brother Banmek works in the mines with his father. I’d never admitted to saying so, but both Banmek and my father seem rather unimaginative and too laid back…or maybe that is just my impression of my work in general.

Tormak, my other brother, assists with trade caravans to and from the town. I always found the thought of getting out of town for a while and solving the imagined problems a caravan might run into much more to my liking, but the reality of caravan work did not meet my expectations.

My younger sister Redwynn is still an adolescent. She showed some interest in religious studies but no decisions had been made by the time I left town. She would have had to make some choices by now, but I have no way of knowing what those might have been.

Young Adolescence

I had a close Gnomish friend that is the child of one of the consortium’s owners. Kasvyn (and others) taught me to lock tinkering and trap setting skills. We had quite an obsession with this for a few years and I got very good at it before we grew out of that phase of our lives. It was quite exciting for a young Dwarf troublemaker to sneak around town and see what I could get into, literally, though I found that small-town dwellers do not have the most interesting possessions.

Late Adolescence

I had a fairly serious relationship with a young dwarf girl named Bonnan. While the mutual attraction was there, the relationship did not work out well at all. By the end, she was saying things like I was too crazy and would never settle down to serious work, yadda, yadda, yadda, and I said she would be stuck in a muddy mine covered in rock dust, and maybe I said a few other things that ticked her off to no end…still, she had the softest beard…

Anyway, that relationship breaks up was the main reason for me leaving home. Bonnan’s family is an important part of the consortium and to avoid disrupting the business it was decided that I should go out and see the world for a couple of months until things calmed down at home, and I decided that I would go along with this plan.

I left with the next trading caravan with Tormak where I learned at least two things: with the exception of fighting off the occasional raiding party, the caravanning life was nowhere near as exciting as I had imagined; and when the caravan was ready to head home I realized that I was not ready to return. I parted company with Tormak and the rest of the workers and have been more or less drifting from place to place and earning a living any way I can.

Defining Characteristics

I have some vague thoughts about returning home rich and famous and showing Bonnan what she could have had, but I think that might just be leftover emotional pain speaking. My main goal right now is to make a living in an interesting way – I do not like the thought of doing the same routine things day after day – I need excitement on a regular basis.

I really dislike the imposition of unreasonable and/or onerous rules and laws (i.e. most of them as far as I’m concerned) and this tends to make me move on after spending some time in one place. That, and the feeling that I’m missing something; I don’t know what, but I know I have not found it anywhere I’ve been so I need to keep moving.

I think I get along with others fairly well, as long as they don’t try to impose their will or way of doing things on me. I know I’m not particularly outgoing and I don’t usually try to impress others, but I’m friendly enough if someone starts up a conversation.

My philosophy of life? There are no rules that you must follow, only guidelines and suggestions and you do what you need to do to survive. It makes for less trouble if you don’t screw people over, especially your friends and acquaintances. That said, some people and organizations have far more than they need, while others don’t have enough. Equalizing that imbalance a little is overall good, right?

I was raised as a follower of Vergaddin, Dwarfish God of Wealth and Luck, but I’m not religious in the temple-going tithing way. It does feel like someone is keeping track of what I do and, as they say, what goes around comes around, but outside of priestly intervention with clerical spells I’m not sure that the Gods are paying that much attention to individual mortals.