Name: Magnus Kirkson
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: As a Dwarf, he is naturally heavy set, and stands at 4'8". His face, mostly covered by his knee length braided orange beard, is rough hewn as if cut from stone, has a large nose and ears, and inquisitive squinting emerald eyes. He has steel toed boots, leather trousers, a forest green cloak covering a mail shirt. He also has a large backpack that he wears quite often, though it is mostly empty.
Backstory: "Eh? You want to know my story? Well, it is one that spans several decades of Dwarvish politics, genealogy, and few misplaced ancient artifacts. The short version is that I've been stripped of my titles, and have been sent here to rid of me. I, the one who wasn't even there when the artifacts were lost, was blamed from their missing- a mere scapegoat I was reduced too in order for them to punish my father for having lost them while they were under his care. What I am going to do, instead keeling over and doing as they wished, is regain what I've lost, build up alliances and wealth, and show those pompous smoothfaced pricks why you don't mess with the family of Kirk!"