Name: Zoari Greysteil
Hometown: I think it was a tavern, somewhere in the middle of...no wait, a
brothel in that town west of...no that's not it...oh never mind.
Race: Dwarf
Profession: Mercenary in certain recent wars, part-time weaponsmith, and
full-time mischievous rogue.
Age (human years): 27
Height: 4'5"
Clothes: Zoari prefers to run around without any, but when he must, he dons a
well-worn pair of brown leather breeches and a loose-fitting leather
vest...oh and there is that coarse braid of twine around his neck which looks
to have several full-sets of teeth hanging from it.
Equipment: An always emptying mug of ale, and A well-balanced small axe is
all he needs!
Faction: Loner
Zoari Greysteil is not your typical dwarf. Though he may, to the casual
observer, SEEM to be. He stands about 4 1/2 feet tall, weighs just over 200
lbs (all muscle), and appears gruff and a little bit grumpy. But then, if
one looks a little closer or stares a little longer, one starts to notice the
differences. His mustache and beard, which seem unusually red for a dwarf,
are formed into two braids, split down the middle. His medium-length reddish
hair is frizzy and mussed...in fact, it kind of looks like he has just been
hit by a lightning bolt. His eyes, what is it about his eyes...oh! one is
green and the other is brown, and...they don't seem to focus on quite the
same thing at the same time. Also, he seems to smile a lot for a
dwarf...spending as much time flashing his crooked grin (with large, uneven,
yellow teeth) as he does his wicked scowl. Even when he is scowling...one of
his eyes, the green one maybe, seems to be almost smiling. There is
something else which isn't quite dwarf-like about him...but it's hard to pin
down...wait, that's it...he's fidgeting! Most dwarves tend to not move about
much, and when they do it seems to take a great deal of forethought and
effort, but Zoari seems to never stop moving. He's either pacing back and
forth, hopping from one foot to the other, or twirling his braided beard
around his fingers. In fact, with his animated (one might even say happy)
demeanor, he almost seems more like a halfling with facial hair then a dwarf.
He can usually be found with either a beer or his weapon in hand, and
most often with one in each! - not enough time in the day for anything but
training, fighting, and drinking!