Thrain Stonehelm
One-Eyed Khadric Strongarm
A former skirmisher who cut his teeth with the Khadric forces that regularly ranged into the Orkish Hills, Thrain lost his eye in a brutal skirmish with a mountain troll during his younger years, leaving him with long scar that runs from his forehead, across his right eye, and down his cheek. His left eye gleams golden - a sharp contrast to the worn leather eyepatch that he wears over the right one. Wearing his dark hair in a ponytail one cannot help but be drawn to his clean-shaven face. Whatever incident caused him to become beardless is one lost to history. Even Elva Brightstone, his partner at the Inn of Many Names - does not know the story and its not something the gruff Khadra discusses, no matter deep into his cups he falls.
Not that Thrain would ever admit to his unhealthy relationship with the frail ale served in Katzpütch. And it has never affected his reliability. He mans his post at the Inn every night, perched on a three-legged stool and keeping his one good eye alert for anyone that might disrupt the steady flow of coins from the Inn's patrons. Fond of patting the hilt of his war hammer when explaining a misbehaving patron's option, he clearly enjoys the rougher parts of his occupation. "It's a calling," he might say with a hint of a smile.
Current Location
Species
Age
Late 90's
Birthplace
Children
Sex
Male
Eyes
One Gold, One Missing
Hair
Dark, Pulled Back
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Dark and Ruddy
Height
4 ft. 1 in.
Weight
150 lbs.
Belief/Deity
Kharl
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