Ordrik Ordrhaak has been in Phaendar for several years, having arrived with his master Hunkel Rhisson by wagon. Since then he's kept mostly to himself and his work in the forge, except for the times when he'd tie one on at the Root, much to the disappointment of his master: as famous as the dwarves' ability to endure alcohol is, Ordrik allows his passion to flare up when he's in his cups. He's been involved in several brawls at the Root, usually throwing down with Harlaek Slagmelter - one of Klining Blondebeard's flunkies; or a miner complaining about the shoddy quality of Rhisson materials; or one of these surface folk who can't wrap their flapping mouths around the differences in the Dwarven pronunciation of his names.

Ordrik is a mountain dwarf, and possessed of the strength of that race. Not terribly tall (among dwarves), his muscles are lean and corded. His brown hair is unkempt, tied back with a leather thong to keep it out of his eyes; his brown beard has not even a year's growth since the last time he was directed by his master to shave out of shame.