A Grizzled Dwarf enters the Tavern

BainSamryn

A grey grizzled dwarf enter the tavern his grey knotted beard bounces off his girth , the burly dwarf one handed using a massive two handed mau] as a walking stick thumping at regular intervals and over his shoulder a large ruck sack carrying a very awkward bulky load . The old dwarf sits down in chairs creeking under the weight of the dwarf sitting upon it , and drops his ruck sack on the ground hearing a loud bang of metal striking the floor .

" Har , give me a glass of Goraz lass and be quick about it " , the dwarf comments seeing a bar maid scurry off getting his drink, "Yeh wonderin' who I maybe ?'

The grizzled dwarf lets out a belly laugh echoing throughout the tavern ," Well good news mate you'll be hearin' my tale and how I wandered into these lands ! Har , Call me BainSamryn Hammerspirit ,yeh lads I am a Wayfarer of Brobbet[ God of Justice and Honour ] ." The barmaid bring him a stein of Goraz ,leans back taking a gulp slams down the stein on the table .

Looks around smiling seeing his maul " Marrow Sunder " leaning against the table , gives out another belly laugh , " Brobbet is the God Justice and Honour for whom some dwarves follow . Yeah ages past Brobbet ascended to Middle Earth taking a few handful of Dwarves back to Istaria gave that land dwarves ! Har a blighted land scarred by evil and rot . ."

Those dwarfs who were closest to became a clan with Brobbets blessing and thars more to tell!" ,BainSamryn clears his throat with another wash of Goraz ," Ah right ! I am a Wayfarer of Brobbet and one 'f that same clan and one of the Founders . Har " grabs the stein of Goraz and gulps another letting out belly burp .. Looking at his ruck sack on the floor beside , lets out another belly laugh " Ya wonder how i found these lands , I have the clan relic , aye it true lads ' Anvil of Brobbet I...har hence why I am called Wayfarer , yeah mate , its that same anvil that allows me to travel to dwarvens places even lost 'nd forgotten ", laughs ," Thats how I came to these lands ,Tha anvil sing the song of Khazzad Dum , it forever seeks it and I am that Wayfarer carrying tha 'Anvil of Brobbet ', ..Yar a city it seeks alway roamin' ".. Drains the Goraz and laughs" And should the anvil of Brobbet find a suitable forge , Har that is enough said "

BainSamryn Hammerspirit

Khaham , Demapudel un Grund !

tautau

"Nice to meet you" says the human cleric TauTau from a nearby table, who raises a glass of dark beer in salute. Let me know when you want to go adventuring, you're likely to need a healer, I bet. I know a pretty archer who will likely come with us as well. A very pretty archer.

BainSamryn

" Ha ,Ha , Har. Good ta meet ya lad !" ,BainSamryn extends his had to the human cleric shaking their hands , the cleric winches from the grip of the dwarf .

" Clerics 're good bunch ta have around .! Mind ya provided th'y foes .. survive a good wackin' from 'Marrow Sunder ' .Aye Marrow Sunder is different for it was the only weapon successfully forge on the Anvil of Brobbet ." the dwarf grows silent , and serious, " Yah mates , that is how I earned the Wayfarer ... i was that dwarf who forged 'Marrow Sunder '

"Ya lass around of Goraz for the whole dang lot 'f ya" , BainSamryn belly laughs as he pays the bar maid in full

BainSamryn Hammerspiri
Kaham , Demapudel un Grund !!

BainSamryn

His heavy sack containing the Anvil of Brobbet starts to ring of hammerstrikes fill and echo through the tavern ,as burley dwarvf looks at the large sack and laughs " Ah lads I am a wayfarer and the anvil sings and hammer Marrow Sunder growls with hunger . The path to Verra is open and unto Khazad Dum"