A built and rowdy dwarf that stands with heft and gravity. Despite his meager 4'6" height, Lode carries himself with a lofty self-assurance. Loud at times, smirking at others, the bearded battlerager has a workman's sort of charm. An older dwarf, he seems to sit at or just past middle-aged.

Darker than bronze, his hairy physique is as if cut from pure stone, chopped thick with muscle and sinew. Tattoos depicting in the abstract the forging of the dwarves scrawl up his right arm, and down across his chest to curl in fire at his heart and down his side.

The dwarf drinks lean for his kind, and is fond of the pipe. His stone-gray eye seems to take fondly to the human girls of the isles.

[Lights: TBD, feel free to tell to discuss/clarify!]