Description:
Durvis Black, a sturdy and imposing figure with muscles forged by years of wielding hammer and tongs, stands at his anvil with an air of quiet determination. His long, dark brown hair cascades down his shoulders, occasionally pulled back with leather ties to keep it from mingling with the sparks that dance in the air of his bustling blacksmith forge. Durvis's piercing brown eyes, often smudged with soot, convey a sense of unwavering focus and pride in his craft.
Background:
Hailing from a long line of skilled blacksmiths, Durvis inherited the family forge and carried on the tradition with a sense of duty and reverence. His workshop, a symphony of clanging metal and rhythmic hammering, is a testament to the dedication he pours into each creation. Allas due to the recent years of crime in the creaky craken the forge is left is shambles. Plundered and destroyed by thugs and criminals alike. Durvis fought most of them back but the sheer amount of people barging in his workshop was too much for him to handle.
Personality:
Durvis is a man of few words but immense skill. He exudes a quiet confidence that comes from a deep understanding of his craft. His dedication to the art of blacksmithing is unwavering, and he takes great pride in the quality of the weapons and armor he forges. Beneath his stern exterior lies a sense of integrity and a willingness to share his knowledge with those who show genuine interest in the craft.
Reasons for Joining the Party:
Durvis, being scared away out of his home, is seeking a new purpouse in his life. His decision to leave his familiy smith and join the party is rooted in a desire for a new beginning, free from the oppressive shadows that loomed over his once-beloved establishment. Perhaps he seeks a sense of camaraderie, protection, or the chance to uncover the mysteries of the wider world beyond the flour-dusted counters of his bakery.
Durvis Black, a sturdy and imposing figure with muscles forged by years of wielding hammer and tongs, stands at his anvil with an air of quiet determination. His long, dark brown hair cascades down his shoulders, occasionally pulled back with leather ties to keep it from mingling with the sparks that dance in the air of his bustling blacksmith forge. Durvis's piercing brown eyes, often smudged with soot, convey a sense of unwavering focus and pride in his craft.
Background:
Hailing from a long line of skilled blacksmiths, Durvis inherited the family forge and carried on the tradition with a sense of duty and reverence. His workshop, a symphony of clanging metal and rhythmic hammering, is a testament to the dedication he pours into each creation. Allas due to the recent years of crime in the creaky craken the forge is left is shambles. Plundered and destroyed by thugs and criminals alike. Durvis fought most of them back but the sheer amount of people barging in his workshop was too much for him to handle.
Personality:
Durvis is a man of few words but immense skill. He exudes a quiet confidence that comes from a deep understanding of his craft. His dedication to the art of blacksmithing is unwavering, and he takes great pride in the quality of the weapons and armor he forges. Beneath his stern exterior lies a sense of integrity and a willingness to share his knowledge with those who show genuine interest in the craft.
Reasons for Joining the Party:
Durvis, being scared away out of his home, is seeking a new purpouse in his life. His decision to leave his familiy smith and join the party is rooted in a desire for a new beginning, free from the oppressive shadows that loomed over his once-beloved establishment. Perhaps he seeks a sense of camaraderie, protection, or the chance to uncover the mysteries of the wider world beyond the flour-dusted counters of his bakery.
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