Skadi Stromgaia

Name: Skadi Stromgaia

Gender: Female

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual (as far as she knows)

Nicknames: Gaia, The Wall of Abradur

Age: 84 years old

Body Type: Short, stocky and solid, like any proper dwarf should be

Height: 4'6"

Weight: 190 lbs

Complexion: Darkly tanned, almost leathery

Hair: Long and brown, most often at least partially up in a top braid

Eyes: Dark brown with flecks of red and gold

Scars: Plenty, enough that none particularly stand out

Relationship Status: Single

Personality: Abrasive, opinionated, unapologetic but kind, Stromgaia is a small package of solid muscle wrapped in armor and tied up in the bow of a bad attitude. She hates people who aren't willing to work. She hates people who aren't willing to fight. She hates people who try to take the easy way out of trouble. She hates cheaters and thieves and liars and bullies. She's got a lot of hate in her heart and it tends to come spilling out of her mouth a lot as her filter is nearly nonexistent. For as rough around the edges as she is, however, this dwarf's intentions are all good. She takes it upon herself to guard the small and the weak. She doesn't coddle those she protects, however. She teaches them. She helps them grow strong and find the skills within them that they'll need to survive on their own. She's a taskmaster, but those she has helped still look back on her fondly. Especially all those times she got drunk and tried to out sing the bard. Good times...

Mannerisms: Spits, Attempts and fails to properly translate dwarven phrases and customs, Swears in her sleep

Likes: Honesty, Loyalty, Ale, Standing up for the little guy, Helping the little guy stand up for himself, More ale, Sex, Battle, More ale, Her war bear Mustache, A good practical joke/prank, More ale!

Dislikes: Tyrants, slavers, namby pamby nobles, fish

This dwarf's appearance is about as pleasant as her personality. She is leathery and scarred. She tends to squint and if she has ever washed her dull brown pony tail it was before some of her human friends were born. Gaia would say that she 'doesn't have time for that namby pamby crap just give me a hammer and let me do my job!'

Mustache is a very large, very heavily muscled, very shaggy, surprisingly intelligent dwarven war bear. Trained for riding, combat and mounted combat, with teeth like knifes and claws like spears, one would think that he would be a fearsome and terrible beast to face up against. And one would be right. In a combat situation. If it isn't life or death, however, this big boy turns into the flumpiest, huffiest, gluttoniest puppy dog in existence. He loves his mistress dearly and will protect her savagely, but that doesn't mean he's interested in making her life any easier!