Name: Dwarin

Age, Gender, Race: 186, Male, Dwarf

Appearance: A dwarf of average height, Dwarin has a long black beard, which is often a tangled mess. He has the generic short nose and stocky frame of a dwarf. His eyes shine with the deep greenish brown that many of Dwarves of Erebor now carry. His left hand is missing his ring finger. His clothing consists of a deep dark red cloak, the generic dwarven tunic/trousers, and a nice pair of boots.

Equipment: Dark Red Cloak, Iron helmet, Backpack with food and limited cooking untensils, iron axe for times of danger, steel mail for protection, a small-medium amount of Gondorian coin, and large amount of the coin of Erebor and Dale.

Personality: Dwarin is a bit of an eccentric. He loves smithing and making things as much as the next dwarf, but he also loves studying the history of old places. He's a bit of an adventurer, and other dwarves find him odd for this. He loves collecting artifacts of old and crafting them into something new to display the glory of the old days. He's a big fan of alcohol and is no stranger to all the weird things the world has to offer.

Story: Dwarin wants to collect ancient artifacts and rework them into museum style pieces which he thinks would fit nicely in one of the old dilapidated halls of Erebor that nobody can remember the use of. He has a particular interest in things stolen by the dark lord, and strange things of the East. He plans to visit Mordor and the far east eventually, though there are rumors of bits of the original dark lord's fortress in Angband or father north.

Biography:  Originally born in the Iron Hills, Dwarin moved into Erebor shortly after its freedom from Smaug. He worked to help restore the great city, and helped defend it from the siege of the folk of Sauron. After the war of the ring and the healing of the rift between dwarves and elves, Dwarin set out on adventures. He visited the halls of the wood elves, journeyed through Gondor and paid respects to the king, visited the lands of the Rohhirim, and even stopped in briefly in the Shire to learn of the hobbit folk. At the time of our story, he is journeying to visit the Beornings between the Misty Mountains and Greenwood the Great (The original name for Mirkwood, now restored with the loss of the dark power).