Thordaim Anvil-Chest

Crafts Priest


Race: Hill Dwarf
Height: 4’1"
Age: 126
Body Type: Stocky
Hairstyle: Medium Length
Hair Color: Orange
Facial Hair: Long Beard
Eye Color: Green


Thordaim Anvil-Chest is something of an oddity among Dwarves. He is a master craftsman, a smith proficient in all 3 smithing styles; weapon-, armor-, and blacksmithing. This is not so unusual for a Dwarf. The oddities come into play when one looks into his priesthood. He does not worship the Dwarven gods of smithing, in fact he does not worship ANY Dwarven gods! He chose to follow Hephaestus, Greek god of the forge when he received a message from him.

He was hard at work in the smithy his clan owned in the outskirts of the Streel Plains’ hills when his fire sputtered and flicked, drawing his attention as it formed into the grossly deformed face of a human. Thordaim, not the prettiest Dwarf himself, completely ignored the deformities, instead gruffly asking why the creature disturbed his forge, going on to complain about having to re-kindle it in order to get the temperature set correctly again. Hephaestus, the face in the fire, took mirth from the Dwarf’s lack of reaction to his physical qualities, and humor from the little Dwarf’s tenacity towards anything interrupting his smithing, even if it was a god!

In fact Hephaestus was so pleased with the Dwarf that he not only accepted him as his priest, but gave him a great opportunity. After Hephaestus had left the fire and Thordaim continued his work, a large shield appeared on his anvil. This shield, engraved with the insignia of Hephaestus, bore a note as well:
“You have humored me, master Dwarf. I am Hephaestus, God of the Forge of Olympus, and I am pleased with your smithing and work ethic. I give you this gift as a show of good faith. Take this shield as my divine protection and make your pilgrimage. I bid you to travel the world, seeking other worthy smiths. I only ask you to learn from them. When you have learned all there is to know about smithing, I wish for you to become my apprentice. The shield will guide you to me.”

This meeting excited Thordaim, and he immediately (as soon as he finished his smithing, of course) left his clan to travel the world on his pilgrimage. His desire to learn under a god of smithing burned brightly in his eyes.

Thordaim Anvil-Chest

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