Darkvision

The ability to see in darkness as if it were bright light, up to 60' away.

Dwarven Resilience

Dwarves are naturally resistant to all forms of poison and have a heartier consitution than many other races.

Tool Proficiency (Smith)

Smith's tools allow one to work metal, beating it to alter its shape, repair damage, or work raw ingots into useful items.

Extended Lifespan

Thrimal's kind live approximately 350 years. They are considered young adults at age 50.

Green eyes, brown beard, squat, bald, and square: Thrimal is built like a brick kiln and his muscular frame gives him a heavyset appearance. Though his head is entirely bald, he sports a thick, wiry beard down to his gut, which he maintains in loose braids. Though he often wears heavy leathers and knitted tunics, it is impossible for him to hide the multitude of scars across his body, particularly the one splitting his left ear in half. He walks with a limp, favoring his right leg, which he supports with leather braces rather than a walking stick or cane.

Excitable, boisterous, loyal. Thrimal seems to never run out of energy. Whether it's eating, playing games, or just talking, he is always the loudest, the most engaged, and the most passionate. He claims that everything is his favorite thing, regardless of whether or not he's experienced said thing before. Though he can be a little much to handle in social situations, he is a steadfast and loyal friend. He considers trust to be as necessary to life as air (and beer).

Thrimal's greatest dream in life was to become rich and famous. He often boasted of his many wild schemes to make this dream come true. Few people took him seriously, save for his wife, who always encouraged him to chase his dreams.

When war came to Tris'Hath, however, it claimed his wife, his children, his home, and nearly his own life. It left him a broken man, devoid of all the dreams he'd juggled so happily. For many years following his losses, he remained buried in a deep depression.

It took the combined efforts of his remaining friends and family to bring him back to himself. Though he regained his smile, it was never quite as bright as it used to be. His dreams changed as well. "Rich and famous" wouldn't cut it anymore. Now he wanted to be a source of frustration for whatever hydras and evil things remained in the world. He wanted to be a dragon rider.