Duznuth was a kind-hearted dwarf with a great sense of humor. He spoke quite bluntly, but if the person he was talking to could understand his accent, they'd know he meant well enough and would gladly help, even if it came with a grunt or a sound of disapproval. He wasn't unhappy to assist; it was just the natural sounds that escaped his mouth.

He could often be found munching on something, but his favorite was chicken legs, mainly because the meat would always stay relatively juicy when attached to a bone. In his backpack, which the dwarf carried, he also had an assortment of food...sandwiches, fruits, and other snacks...but those were usually meant for sharing, since he was a true carnivore and didn't like giving up his chicken legs, which were wrapped in tinfoil and kept separate from the rest.

The dwarf was strikingly ginger, sporting a copious amount of hair all over his body. His impressive beard featured bright green accessories that highlighted his vibrant color scheme. Atop his head was a leather hat that held back his thick mane of hair, and he also wore goggles that he had tinkered with himself. These goggles could zoom in and out to help him see better when concentrating on the little devices he was trying to fix. The dwarf hadn't quite mastered them yet, though, and the goggles' lens retracted back and forth at the worst of times, often getting him caught ogling women in a way that was less than polite. He wore a heavy chest plate, like most dwarves, supported by chain straps on his shoulders, but that was about it. His attire included a leather kilt that left his pale, knobbly knees bare, and a pair of large boots to accommodate his hairy feet. Though short in stature, he was broad and thickset...compact like the rest of his kin.

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Ah'm a friendly player, but nae need tae be a whopper, eh?