Kaelen is a short and exceptionally broad dwarf with a beard the color of seafoam. His skin is tanned and weathered like old leather from years under the sun. He wears practical chain mail over a heavy navy coat and always carries a coil of rope over his shoulder. Small seashells and silver rings are braided into his facial hair.

Kaelen is a man of few words and immense patience. He views life as a series of storms to be weathered. He is surprisingly calm in battle, treating a charging orc with the same methodical focus as a flapping sail in a gale.

Born in the mountain holds, Kaelen felt suffocated by the heavy silence of the deep earth. He left his clan at a young age to follow the scent of salt air, eventually finding work as a deckhand on merchant vessels. His dwarven weight made him a stable anchor during stormy crossings, and he quickly learned that the ocean is the only thing more stubborn than a dwarf. After his ship, the Gilded Gull, was smashed against a reef by a magical cyclone, Kaelen was the sole survivor. He washed ashore with nothing but his smithing hammer and a navigator's sextant. He now travels the mainland as a mercenary, hoping to earn enough gold to commission a new vessel that can withstand even the most cursed of seas.