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{{NPC

|status=y
==Appearance==
|guild=Barbarian
|race=Dwarf
|gender=Female
|location=Hibarnhvidar
|map=116b
|type=guild leader
}}
==Description==
Stumara is fairly tall for a female Dwarf, standing a inch or two over five feet. A few polished steel threads are woven through her beard, matching the bright steel armbands above each of her biceps. A simple leather jerkin bearing the scars and stains of years of use in the forge and bar fits her perfectly -- both in body and attitude. The belt supporting her trousers also supports a simple axe harness, holding the deadly weapon within easy reach.
Stumara is fairly tall for a female Dwarf, standing a inch or two over five feet. A few polished steel threads are woven through her beard, matching the bright steel armbands above each of her biceps. A simple leather jerkin bearing the scars and stains of years of use in the forge and bar fits her perfectly -- both in body and attitude. The belt supporting her trousers also supports a simple axe harness, holding the deadly weapon within easy reach.


She tilts her head and looks back at you with a friendly grin quirking her lips and filling her dark eyes. Of course, she has a drink in her hand. If she didn't, that grin might not be showing.
She tilts her head and looks back at you with a friendly grin quirking her lips and filling her dark eyes. Of course, she has a drink in her hand. If she didn't, that grin might not be showing.

[[Category:Human]][[Category:GMNPCs]][[Category:Barbarian]][[Category:Alive]]

Latest revision as of 22:28, 10 June 2015

Stumara
Status: Alive
Guild: Barbarian
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Female
Location: Hibarnhvidar (Ranik Map 116b)
Type: guild leader

Description

Stumara is fairly tall for a female Dwarf, standing a inch or two over five feet. A few polished steel threads are woven through her beard, matching the bright steel armbands above each of her biceps. A simple leather jerkin bearing the scars and stains of years of use in the forge and bar fits her perfectly -- both in body and attitude. The belt supporting her trousers also supports a simple axe harness, holding the deadly weapon within easy reach.

She tilts her head and looks back at you with a friendly grin quirking her lips and filling her dark eyes. Of course, she has a drink in her hand. If she didn't, that grin might not be showing.