Torron Steelbelly

Biographical information

Birthplace Belgrath Born Died Age 178 Home Belgrath Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Dwarf Sub-Race Gender Male Height 4ft,6in Mass 195 lbs Hair color Gray Eye color Blue Skin color White

Political information

Affiliation(s) none Occupation Smith Clan(s) Caste Domain Masters Apprentices Alias(es)

Out-of-character information

Writer Lowrow Created on 6/20/2019 Avatar https://www.pinterest.com/pin/344595808972392052/

Appearance

Short, stocky and always angry, Torren Steelbelly is a typical mountain dwarf in that he has pale skin and barrel-chested. He is usually covered in soot and ash from the forge. He has long gray hair with a singular braid hanging over the left side of his headband. His beard is just as gray as his hair with a long singular braid on the left side as well. Torren's clothing doesn't really change much, he doesn't wear a shirt because he prefers to feel the heat of the forge on his body because of this his chest, neck, and stomach is spotted with scars and burn marks.

Skills and Abilities

Master of the forge
After spending his whole life as a blacksmith there is nothing Torron cant make. He traveled the land after his father died to learn new techniques and materials. Starting from the depths of Belgrath and traveling to every major city to learn the local master's secrets.

Skilled combatant
Though not as good of a fighter as he is a blacksmith, Torron has been known to wield a hammer with the same ferocity in battle as he does in the forge.

Personality

So ya want to know more about ol' Torron dont ya? Well I'll tell ya yella belly, crag tooth, milk drinking ninny! I'm not the type to sit down and talk about me feelings! I do two things craft weapons and craft weapons! I'm the hardest meanest bassa you will eva see in this charny dubs of a world. Some would say that I drink too much, but I would say that ya can't handle ya drink! You sniveling worm-eyed, cream puff!

I'm a dwarf that will always keep his word, and I dont back down from anything you put in front of. Bone, metal or stone there's nothing I cant shape with me hammer! But the one thing I fear is that the Steelbelly forging secrets might die with me, if these sorry excuses of apprentices refuse to shape up! That's why no one can handle me charming personality! They don't have the grit it takes to succeed in this world.

Gods....I'm so alone..

Biography & Lore

What's with all the damn questions? Fine I'll tell ya, but listen closely cause I'm going to keep this short and sweet. I was born in Belgrath and my diddy was a smith his diddy was a smith and his mum the great Gokila Steelbelly started it all. The tough ol broad forced me great gran-da to take her name! By the gods she was tough. She taught me everything I knew about the forge. So I did that for a ferw decades until me family died of either old age, or getting lost in the mines. The dolts! I guess I had to do everything here me self! Oh Torron can you run the forge, Oh Torron can run down to the market for supplies, blah, blah, blah, blah.

So I left that snow-covered hell hole! nothing but piles of shite walking around pretending to be living beings there. I set out on the world watching other masters of the forge do their work. Yeah this ol dwarf isn't afraid of learning new things. One day I'll finally get the recognition I deserve and all these mangled fuds.

Is that enough information for ya fookin bampot?!

Torron Steelbelly