A brash, cocky paladin on his errant mission of discovery. His counselors, the high elders of the Lightning Peak Temple of Thor, have sent the young warrior off to test his honor in one of the most tempting and traitorous corners of the planes.

A young dwarf, barely fifty winters and grinning broadly as he would stride as wide as his short legs could manage. A strong and oddly bared dwarf chin counterbalanced his Scarlett pompadour ending in a bouncing bushy ponytail. His bushy brows twerked and waved with the fidget of his ever-shifting eyes.