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==Description== |
==Description== |
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Tall for a Dwarf, Bvarn's bristly beard and mustache tangle in knots of grey-flecked russet. Eyes of twinkling blue occasionally grow somber, as if his mind has wandered to a distant memory. Dressed in overalls and work boots that have seen better days, Bvarn seems the picture of rough and tumble mountain man but for the single white aster peeping from his overall pocket. |
Tall for a Dwarf, Bvarn's bristly beard and mustache tangle in knots of grey-flecked russet. Eyes of twinkling blue occasionally grow somber, as if his mind has wandered to a distant memory. Dressed in overalls and work boots that have seen better days, Bvarn seems the picture of rough and tumble mountain man but for the single white aster peeping from his overall pocket. |
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==Conversations== |
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'''Forfedhdar''': Bvarn says, "Forfedhdar is where the heart is."<br> |
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'''Keg''': Bvarn hands you a {{ilink|i|mug of ale}}. "Here ya go!"<br> |
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'''Mine''': Bvarn tugs at his beard and says, "No, no....no mining being done much lately. I think folks still remember [[Dabrushin Pass|Dabrushin]]. That killed a lot of fine folk, and scared a lot more of 'em. Maybe someday they'll go back in there."<br> |
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'''Road''': "I keep it swept and fix the broken stones when I see them. The tree roots knock 'em around a bit, but I think we do a good job with them. You didn't trip over anything, I hope?" |
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Revision as of 11:19, 29 January 2011
| Bvarn | |
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| Status: | Alive |
| Race: | Dwarf |
| Gender: | Male |
| Location: | Great Salt Road (Ranik Map 122) |
Description
Tall for a Dwarf, Bvarn's bristly beard and mustache tangle in knots of grey-flecked russet. Eyes of twinkling blue occasionally grow somber, as if his mind has wandered to a distant memory. Dressed in overalls and work boots that have seen better days, Bvarn seems the picture of rough and tumble mountain man but for the single white aster peeping from his overall pocket.
Conversations
Forfedhdar: Bvarn says, "Forfedhdar is where the heart is."
Keg: Bvarn hands you a mug of ale. "Here ya go!"
Mine: Bvarn tugs at his beard and says, "No, no....no mining being done much lately. I think folks still remember Dabrushin. That killed a lot of fine folk, and scared a lot more of 'em. Maybe someday they'll go back in there."
Road: "I keep it swept and fix the broken stones when I see them. The tree roots knock 'em around a bit, but I think we do a good job with them. You didn't trip over anything, I hope?"