Rellan Bronzefit

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Rellan Bronzefit

0·Male·Medium
Lawful Neutral

Species

Hill Dwarf

Appearance

Rellan is a compact, work-hardened dwarf with soot buried in the seams of his fingers and a face that looks carved more by hammer years than by ancestry. His beard is braided into three thick cords, each clasped with a different scrap of polished siege metal, and his left eyebrow has a crescent scar that rises whenever he is annoyed. He moves with a careful, sparing economy, as if every step is measured against the weight of an anvil. The unexpected thing is the delicate silver wire cuff he wears in one ear, a piece of harbor jewelry so fine it seems absurd against his blistered hands. He smells faintly of coal smoke, linseed oil, hot iron, and rain-damp leather.

Height4 ft 9 in
BuildShort, sturdy, and densely muscled from years of lifting iron, timber, and siege fittings.
EyesPale gray with flecks of copper near the pupils
HairIron-black threaded with ash gray
SkinWeathered umber with copper-toned burn marks on the forearms

Short, measured, and edged with workshop slang. He talks like he is quoting a rulebook that he personally disagrees with.”

Ability Scores

STR
12+1
DEX
10+0
CON
14+2
INT
15+2
WIS
13+1
CHA
8-1

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilLawful Neutral

Distinguishing Features

A crescent scar through the left eyebrow.

Three beard braids bound with mismatched siege-metal clasps.

A silver harbor ear cuff that feels oddly delicate on him.

Soot permanently embedded in the lines of his hands.

A left forearm burn shaped like a gear tooth from an old forge accident.

Voice

Low, rasping, and iron-warm, with a habit of ending opinions on a dry exhale.

Clothing

A fire-scarred leather apron over a dark wool tunic, grease-stiff trousers, heavy work boots with replaceable soles, and a brass-buttoned coat with reinforced elbows. He wears a belt loaded with chalk, calipers, needle files, and a tiny whetstone.

Body Language

He stands with shoulders forward and chin tucked, like a man forever leaning into a headwind. When irritated, he rubs his thumb over the side of his index finger where old burns left the skin glassy. When intrigued, he tilts his head without blinking, studying people the way he studies cracked metal. He almost never gestures broadly, but when he does, his hands are precise and sharp, as if drawing invisible schematics in the air.

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