~Abend Norrisson
The Keep smith.
He is nearly always at the forge. Badly burned across most of his head some time back, his visage is horrific. In order to speak with him, one must shout because his ears are no more - stumps of scar tissue, the ear-holes are completely scarred over. He doesn't like it when people stare.
He is nearly always at the forge. Badly burned across most of his head some time back, his visage is horrific. In order to speak with him, one must shout because his ears are no more - stumps of scar tissue, the ear-holes are completely scarred over. He doesn't like it when people stare.