Thick and grumbly, Brom is a martial force, more hammer than Dwarf. He has been a Dwarf-errant for the last 20 years, leaving Clan and Forge behind to wander far and wide across the world. He hails from the far-distant relations of the Brown Hills Clan, the Ice Crag Clan.  The Ice Crag Clan is based far to the north under the eternally snow-capped mountains.

When not preparing for battle, his is usually barefoot, bare-chested and wearing only his war-kilt.

He is war-scarred and sports an unruly rust-red beard that hangs to below his belt.