Mak'ren Outerwall
DescriptionRace: Dwarf
Height: 4'6"
Weight: 175
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Forge-fire Red
Even beyond his blue colored eyes and tall, thin (for a Dwarf) appearance, Mak'ren Outerwall is an oddity from amongst Dwarven culture. Mak'ren's forge-fire-red beard is braided in only the simplest of fashions: he does not have any intricate weavings, trinkets, or beads adorning his facial hair. He is a young Dwarf of only 47 years -- barely an adult by Dwarven standards -- and is most commonly clad in a simple traveler's outfit with none of the Dwarven adornments of forged or precious metals on his body..
Although his simple traveling clothes are fairly clean and well-mended, Mak'ren's poverty is evident to those who look closely. The Dwarf appears to carry everything he might own with him: various pouches are at his waist, a club rests on his right hip, a bandolier (mostly empty save for a couple of small flasks) crosses his chest while a dagger is sheathed on each upper thigh; a backpack is centered on his back with a spear-quiver storing four short-spears is strapped snuggly over his right shoulder.
Personality
Mak'ren is surprisingly personable for a Dwarf (although he tends to be somewhat guarded about his own past). He has a strong tendency to care about the individual more than the Clan; thus, rarely following the ways of rigid order and unbending regulations of tradition. Many of his own species see this individual love of freedom as dangerous, even to the point of losing his Clan affiliation. He is an outcast with no family name, only "Outerwall."
Obvious Traits:. Mak'ren's has the ability to draw upon an arcane, elemental energy normally unseen amongst his species, and he has an odd, almost reverential attitude about this power.
1. Courteous and Soft-hearted
2. A little odd or idiosyncratic at times (has been known to talk to rocks)
3. A tendency toward immaterialism
Basic Background
Despite a rigid upbringing and strict teachings, the oddities of Mak'ren's personality to care more about the individual than the Clan could not be suppressed. Some Dwarven leaders even considered him a danger to society. However, despite this, Mak'ren might have overcome his situation if not for the unforeseen, latent talent of sorcery that leapt forth from deep within Mak'ren's blood. Combined with the perceived "unstableness" of his young personality, this was the "stone that broke the mining cart" and Mak'ren was purged from his Clan and soon found himself living outside of the walls of the small Numerian Dwarvenholt near the human settlement known as Torch.
Despite having the skills of a novice smith and finding a menial job at Torch Hill, the young outcast found himself focusing more and more upon his budding arcane talent, which seemed to him to be as natural a gift as Darkvision or knowing how to judge good stonework. Now, a few years later, his merely worthless existence outside of Dwarven society and not being truly accepted in a Human one, pushes Mak'ren to find a way to prove that he does have value, that the gifts of his ancestry are not a mistake, and that the way of an individual can still be a good way for a Dwarf to live.
