General
Given name: Olryn
Surname: Steelsinger
Nickname: none
Age: 50
Profession: Craftsman
Home: Ko’tor
Race: Dwarf
Physical
Height: 4’0”
Weight: 150 lbs
Complexion: A darker, earthy-shaded skin
Eye color: Gray
Hair style: A relatively unkempt, long style, constantly pulled and tied back
Hair color: Dark brown
Stats
Physical: 4
Mental: 1
Spiritual: 0
Equipment
Clothing:
Head: None
Chest: A plain, if dirty, gray shirt, sleeves rolled up above his forearms
Legs: Simple brown pants, patched and so worn it is impossible to tell what was originally there
Hands: He owns a pair of thick leather gloves, used to prevent severe burns while moving or hammering blisteringly-hot items
Feet: Sturdy, but comfortable pair of leather boots. They are able to hold up in the forge, but are also comfortable enough to wear standing and working for many hours in a row.
Weapon: Steel Shortsword
Miscellaneous: Prized hammer from his fathers workshop.
History:
As a dwarf, Olryn was born a second-class citizen. His father before him was a craftsman as well and Olryn, having the perfectly suited, stocky build of a dwarf, took to the trade like a fish to water. Whatever time he didn’t spend working, Olryn spent his time out in the streets, growing up in the slums and alleyways of the great city. It was here he became accustomed to throwing his considerably tough, if small frame around in fist-fights and wrestling matches. While not a naturally born-fighter, his hands are hardened from the fires of the forge, his arms thick with muscle from the uncountable swings of hammers.
After countless hours spent in his father’s forge, Olryn decided it was time to move on, to make a name for himself, with his god-given talent as a craftsman. As he left, his father gave him the most prized hammer in his forge, which his father had received from his father. He moved deeper into the city, selling his talents to whichever place would hire him.