AppearanceRace: Isur
Gender: Male
Age: 58
Birthday: Day 64, Winter, 458 AV
Birthplace: Sultros
Appearance: Drohiir strikes an imposing figure at 5'1”. Like most Isur, his muscles ripple beneath pale flesh veined in silver. His musculature is visibly dense from years spent carrying heavy metals for his superiors. The blue tint in his skin, while noticeable, is average for his race. His baldness makes a few silver veins on the top of his head stand out. The bony ridge that crosses his face lends him the classic cold Isurian demeanor, and a large burn mars his forehead, a silver-white scar in the shape of a rectangle. In his youth, Drohiir ran in the way of a smith in the forge, and he suffered the consequences.
The Izentor, Drohiir's left arm, is a deep green veined in silver. This color marks his youth, as his parents' blessings are vibrant emerald.
Character Concept & History Drohiir was born to an average family of the Coglias clan. He admired the works of his fellow Isur with awe from the day of his birth, and the work of the members of the Terras clan especially. This admiration grew into a focus on smithing and crafting that put him out of place in his own home. His parents both served in the Isurian military, and his younger brother followed in their footsteps. With little common ground between them, Drohiir struggled to find his place in the world for much of his childhood and adolescence.
Perhaps because of this, Drohiir's adulation for the architecture, weapons, armor, and tools crafted by his race grew into a deep determination: Drohiir would work day and night to become a smith renowned. Thus, he spent all his time in the forges with the Terras. At first, he was hardly tolerated, as he often got underfoot and asked too many questions. With time, he gained acceptance, as he learned blacksmithing techniques and how to stay out of the way of workers with hot iron.
Drohiir's parents were not the most devout of Isur, but they respected Isurdin and honored him regularly. When Drohiir eventually learned of Isurdin's gifts to his most devout, he dove into the faith, hoping to gain marks from his God to increase his smithing prowess. Drohiir wishes to be remembered for crafting weapons, armor, and equipment equaling – or even surpassing – those legendary items made before the Valterrian. Isurdin may find that Drohiir's ambition comes before the faith, and Isurdin's judgement is His will.
Drohiir is wed to a woman of the Terras clan whom he met in the forges. Her beauty is matched by her crafting ability, and to woo her, Drohiir worked to craft excellent weapons and armor for a small platoon of the Isurian military. He used his Izentor, toiling for weeks on end to make armor that did not wear and weapons that did not dull, and eventually, after he had outfitted 40 troops over the course of a year, Fayel Forge Terras took him as her husband. Drohiir took his wife's clan name to reflect his dedication to her, his passion, and their times crafting together, and though his arm reflects his birth in among the Coglias, he is accepted as part of the Terras community of blacksmiths.
Moving from his home in Sultros was not difficult for Drohiir. His wife admired his ambitions and knew he would return from his adventures a better man, so she sent him off with a supply of rations and positive words. As for where he was going, he had heard of the city of Syliras through the traders that sold his goods – a city of heroic knights, gigantic forges, and the Miza Mint – and he set off. His story truly begins here.
Simplified Character TraitsPositive
Determined – Naive – Devout – Confident – Loving – Excellent friend – Passionate/Fiery – Protective
Negative
Naive – Devout on condition – Lacking sense of new community – Occupied with separation from wife - Impossible expectations – Slow to accept others
Likes
Hard work - recognition for his craft - good, quiet company - the song of the hammer and anvil, the voice of the fire in the forge - Those with a sense of justice & order -
Dislikes
Excitable people & noisemakers - People pointing out/joking about his height - 'High culture': expensive food, complicated music, overbearing manners - being isolated -
LanguageFluent Language: Isur
Basic Language: Common
Poor Language: Tukant
SkillsSkill | EXP | Total | Proficiency |
Blacksmithing | SP15, RB10 | 25 | Novice |
Armorsmithing | SP25 | 25 | Novice |
Weaponsmithing | SP10 | 10 | Novice |
LoresKnowledge of the Church of Izurdin
Knowledge of Basic Izurdin Military Etiquette
Possessions1 Set of Clothing
-Maroon Tunic
-Tied Brown Cloth Pants
-Undergarments
-Brown Leather Cloak
-Brown Leather High Boots
1 Waterskin
1 Backpack which contains:
-Comb (Wood)
-Brush (Wood)
-Soap
-Razor
-Balanced Rations (1 Week's worth)
-1 eating knife
-Flint & Steel
76 Gold Mizas, 6 Silver Mizas
Heirloom: 3.5 pound Metalworking hammer with an inscription from Fayel Terras - “Jarlfist”. Written in Isur runes with a steady hand.
HousingLocation: Syliras
House:20x20 apartment deep in Stormhold Citadel, no windows, ventilation.
Table, Bunk, bedside, chest, hearth, chair.
LedgerPurchase | Cost | Total |
Starting | +100 GM | 100 GM |
Leather Apron | -6 SM | 99 GM 4 SM |
Tongs | -6 SM | 98 GM 8 SM |
Whetstone | -2 SM | 98 GM 6 SM |
Whetstone Wheel | -20 GM | 78 GM 6 SM |
Leather High Boots | -1 GM | 77 GM 6 SM |
Leather Cloak | -1 GM | 76 GM 6 SM |
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