28 years later
this world is a forge, good steel will come of these hard times, but who will wield the blade?
a rotund friendly dwarf. the constant volunteer around town. fat dodder as he is known is always there to mend a pot or help carry a load. he brings supplies for the nightwatch to and from the keep. he is responsible for mending the fence around laughing park. the only person you know who can pass along the rock road without being harrassed. he insists its his friendly disposition but its rumoured he once bested 8 rumblers at the same time bare handed. he refuses to speak about the axemaidens though his contempt is obvious.