[center][u][color=000077][h2]Gruff Ironjaw[/h2][/color][/u]
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[h3][color=fff79a][i]"You call [i]that[/i] an axe? How quaint..."[/i][/color][/h3]

[color=6ecff6]Short and stout like most mountains dwarfs, Gruff stands at around five feet, a tall male by his peoples standards. Gruff's beard is short and well kept, the two long strands of mustache that hang from his lips rest either side of his dimpled chin. His eyes are a deep dark blue accompanied by the two thick black arches that are his eyebrow. In terms of complexion his skin is smooth and bares very little number of wrinkles or imperfections. 

His nose is rather large. 

[u][i]Age[/i]:[/u]
132

[u][i]Gender[/i]:[/u]
Male 

[u][i]Rich or Poor?:[/i][/u]
His Armour is ancient but priceless none the less.

[u][i]Power Descriptions:[/i][/u]
Elemental Shell - Gruff's skin takes on the compound of any element (usually water, fire or rock).
Call upon ancestors - Gruff calls upon his ancestors to embody an element, summoning a companion to aid him.
'Take this you bloody bastard' - Gruff gets all angry and starts f*cking shit up.

[u][i]Skills:[/i][/u]
[b]Axing and all things Axe related;[/b] Axe throwing, slashing, painting (its a thing, shut up) and chopping included.
[b]Elemental manipulation.[/b]
[b]Iron belly[/b] - heavy weight you say? [i]Bring it on.[/i]


[u][i]Personality:[/i][/u]
Gruff is a very rare specimen. A dwarf who has a heart. He is kind and loving to those who warrant such care and affection. In contrast however, his temper is that of a volcanic dragon, and his fuse is rather short. His old age and experience have given him wisdom but also ignorance, he will sometimes speak as an expert would when he knows nothing of the subject. 

A good handshake goes a long way.

[u][i]Biography:[/i][/u]
Gruff was born in the silver peaks and was brought up by the Dwarven cult of stone there. At a very young age he acquired the Under Rock - an incredible artifact of the past - and he was sent from elemental cult to fanatic elemental cult to show them all his power and make them believe in the old magic once again. Gruff tired of that life however and in search of something more fulfilling, went off on daring adventures with his trusty Axe.

He has slain many foes and made many friends, and the Under Rocks power has kept his youth. He may be 132 inside, but externally he likes to think he looks no older than a whelpling. 

[u][i]Likes:[/i][/u]
Axes
Drink
Rocks and stuff

[u][i]Dislikes:[/i][/u]
Dragons
Goblins
Vegetables

[u][i]Fears:[/i][/u]
Brussel Sprouts
Losing his Axe

[u][i]Weaknesses:[/i][/u]
"I have none!"
His friends.

[u][i]Other:[/i][/u]
Don't touch his Axe, seriously, just do NOT do it.
His Axe is called Mira and he regularly cleans and talks to her.
[i]Meta:[/i] The Axe is actually his old friend Mira, who tried to summon an Axe, and instead became one.
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[color=999999][i]Theme Song:[/i][/color]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ytWz0qVvBZ0]"[i]Diggy Diggy Hole[/i]" by YOGSCAST[/url]
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