Name: Yor Amberslag 
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Gender: Male

Age: 255

Race: Dwarf

Class: Warrior

Appearance: Stout and robust, Yor Amberslag is your typical seasoned dwarf. He is carved with corded and knotted muscle, from upper to lower body, all four foot five inches of it. A solid gullet formed on the dwarf, which brings his weight to two-hundred fifty pounds, which is the result of many years indulging in ale-- but it certainly does not appear to hinder the ferocious-looking creature. A dark beard, black as coal covers the grim visage of Yor, and twists into two knotted braids that rest on his belly. Much like his beard, his hair is black as coal, and is pulled back into a ponytail that rests in the center of his back. A sinister hammer named [i]Force of Amberslag[/i] is an extension of Yor's wrath. A well-tailored leather tunic bearing his clan's sigil, and leather trousers protect him from the elements. Obviously, a mead horn hangs at his side. A small, spidersilk pouch hangs at his opposite side, within is various dried meats, cheese, and bread.

Personality: Yor is temperamental, even for a dwarf. But, despite his temper, he is an expert tactician and seasoned warrior. Usually, he is stinking drunk, unless in battle; but maintains his inebriation quite well. He is foul-mouthed, and stubborn, if it does not appease his interest expect him to argue against it.

Background: Yor is the son of Yuri, son of Wohrik, brother to Gorrim of the clan Amberslag. Yor is a prince of clan Amberslag, one of seven clans in Errondur. Yor is the eldest of his brethren, Gorrim second eldest, and Graugen being the youngest. Two of the three princes of Amberslag were chosen by King Yuri, whom heard whispers of Kehema's revivial, to undertake a quest to cleanse the damned metropolis, and discover the secrets buried within.