Baranir Blackforge

Baranir Blackforge

"The world isn't what it used to is much more complicated and death even more so.."
  Having seen what life was like when only the living walked the land, Baranir is the second son of what remains of the Blackforge Clan in Graystone. A craftsman and cleric of Terras, he has long since joined the Gravehunter's Guild and their struggle against the unliving. Though some time has past since his name has been listed with another gravepact, Baranir has been called once again to sign his name with the Waywatcher Pact.

Physical Description

Body Features

Not a very tall dwarf, standing at around 4 feet 6 inches carrying a dense 190lbs, with thicker skin the color of stone, Baranir’s overall build is that of a stocky dwarf, his body cut from rough stone and shaped into a tool, an anvil for his enemies to be smashed against. He has broad shoulders for a dwarf and proudly sticks out his chest. His large hands are rough, being burnt, bruised and broken over and over again have shaped into perfect tools for smithing and smashing.

Facial Features

Known for having a face stuck in deep concentration and silvery grey eyes studying the world around him. Having somewhat of a wider face, lower cheekbones, and a larger dwarven nose all topped with wild almost bloody, red hair that falls and tangles into a burly beard reaching down to his chest with several lengths pulled through silver rings, though two thicker lengths are pulled down to suspend what looks to be small cylindrical cencers that are lit at all times giving off small streams of smoke.

Identifying Characteristics

Out of the features of Baranir, one is clearly visible, one larger scar on the right side of his face from nails raking deep into it from his cheek bone through half his cheek.

Special abilities

Gifted to draw from the powers of Terras, he calls forth miracles from the earth herself.

Apparel & Accessories

In his off time, Baranir likes to wear more simple clothes consisting of thicker cloth that is pulled tight against his form and cut off at his shoulders leaving his arms bare to see showing off several different tattoos displaying heritage, religion and other feats. His pants are fading black and covered in pockets filled with various smithing implements and hammers. These pants end in thicker more sturdy black boots that are well worn and fading.

Specialized Equipment

Baranir carries his dwarven round shield depicting the burdens in his life with three skulls dedicated to the Earth Mother.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Being older than most, Baranir has lived before the fall and enjoyed life as it was but since then there has been nothing but danger and undeath. He is currently in his second gravepact since the the first Gravemarch that took place and he strives to carry the burden of forcing the undead from the world.


His Father taught him all he knows about stone and iron and how to shape it. His knowledge of history and people was taught by his mother and the stone journals of his clan's ancestors. When he was courting his wife, Azmelyn Stonefoot, he was taught how to craft the finer trinkets out of more precious metals and gems.


Baranir is self employed at the Blackforge in Graystone, though nowadays works more full-time as a Gravehunter.

Mental Trauma

When Death fell..the feeling of an emptiness in his soul that threatened to swallow him in both mind and body. Without that connection to the divine he felt abandoned and lost for some time leaving a scar that shows itself whenever his connection is severed.

Intellectual Characteristics

He knows he is not the smartest mind out there but even without the mind to remember things he is sure to write down what he may not recall when he needs it.

Personality Characteristics


The fall of death has ruined the future that he wanted, now that undeath threatens to eat up this world, Baranir goes out to undertake the burden of dealing with the living dead for the future of his Clan so that they might not have to live too long in this unliving hell.


Contacts & Relations

Dead Night, a strange and young Tabaxi who worked to ferry people around Verdant to Graystone and Ravenpeak. Having to go through a few transactions in Ravenpeak for the Blackforge Clan, he has grown to slowly dislike the diplomacy of Ravenpeak, but look forward to hearing what the young Tabaxi had learned from other customers. - Seth Tutenwald, a young and fresh grave hunter fought in the gravemarch, smart ass lad traded me a kushtaka pelt for a axe to fell the undead. Baranir keeps the pelt under his cloak and wears it as a sign of respect to the lad he once knew.

Family Ties

Azmelyn Stonefoot-Blackforge: Wife of Baranir, A calm and collected woman who has often been the quenching oil to Baranir’s fiery anger when he would get into arguments or confrontations with people. She is kind and warm hearted soul who keeps the world bright in Baranir’s eyes. She usually tends to the business side of the forge and is very smart when it comes to dealing with customers and their money. Though she has become business oriented, she is a proud goldsmith and jeweler, the one who taught Baranir what he knows about the more delicate sides of a forge.

Religious Views

Cleric of Terras

Social Aptitude

Dealing with the people in this world is more distasteful than dealing with the undead, the dead don't lie.

Hobbies & Pets

The Het'lik, Rhudari has come to travel as a pack with him since being summoned from the Wyld. She has never been chained, and never will be, as she is allowed to hunt for herself and is able to assist in the hunt for unfallen and other unsavory beings.

Blackhill Dwarf
Current Residence
Biological Sex
Aligned Organization
Waywatcher Pact
Known Languages
Solm, Verd, Ilromnol, and Telvnol.

A Prayer to the Unspoken
27th Day of Newrot, 78th Year after the Fall of Thanatas

Stepping away from the camp, the older dwarf would clear out an area of stone and after laying his Tools down, he would begin to carve old runes into its surface. With the preparation complete, the dwarf would begin to speak with a low voice, almost a whisper as he looks down to the runes he carved beginning to lift his rough hands upwards and point to the runes and other holy symbols. It did not take long for the earth to be drawn forth for the runes and holy symbols started to glow as a waking ember but rose into burning radiance. Once the spell was at its peak, molten cracks began to form visibly on the dwarf, like a volcano brimming with magma, the dwarf stood in the center of the stage he created and finished the spell, similar veins of radiance spread out from him as he began to sink into the stone slowly but surely until nothing was left but the ritual circle and silence.

On The Fall of Death

"It seems like yesterday when I felt it, the warmth in my chest fading to a cold ember in an empty pit inside of me. I never knew that something could feel so wrong as it did then, it is something that I will never forget.."   "I have known people to give birth to beautiful children and grow to have families that span three houses full and live happy as rich nobleman, but I have never known the feeling of dread that could rival that happiness until I saw the first of my friends lose a child to birth and shortly after be attacked by that same baby twisted into the damned unliving. Her name was supposed to be Annne, sweet little Anne, she was to be their little princess and the fourth child to my friend's daughter..That was a day of terror and grief. We drank a barrel that night as the world began to panic."   "Soon after, other began rising from the tombs and more people succumbed to unlife as fools tried to reason with the living dead seeing them as old relatives and ancestors..though I do think there is something there, someone there..I too had to clear out the Clan's graves and assist with the others using the gifts bestowed by Terras that I treasure was reassuring when my connection returned, I was filled with joy but it was lessened by the need to use them against those that came back along side the dead."   "Upside down was the world, the need for weapons overcame the need for anything else and the Blackforge was relit as it was in the past and the tools of war once again flow from it as water from a spring. Though business was wanting, this was not the event that was wanted for it to happen.."

Before Fall

After Fall


Author's Notes

Character Art:
Dwarf Smith by 王 建喜

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