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[B]Name[/B]: Dronlir, The Forgemaster

[b]Primordial or Conceptual[/b]: Conceptual

[b]Domain[/b]: 

[I]Crafting[/i] – The art of taking materials found from the earth and creating something from these materials is a time honored tradition that embodies everything that is divine. Master craftsman are able to see a vision of what they wish to create and are able to bend the natural elements to their will and create beautiful and useful tools to help aid the world around them. Weither crafting great weapons and armor to shoeing horses so they can plow the fields there is nothing that craftsman are not able to create through their vision. 

To craft something is not merely and art but a science, knowing the right materials to use and the exact way to use them. Everything used in exact measurements every material gather to exact amounts to produce masterful works takes dedication and time and only the best create the best.

[B]Portfolio[/b]: 

[I]Forges[/i] – While others can create beautiful clothes from fabrics or the beasts of the field, there is a special art and talent to forge. These master of fire, air and stone pull from the stubborn earth and force their will through the pounding of the hammer turn stone and metal into useful iitems. Weapons, armor, construction pieces anything needed to construct a civilization can be made at the forge.

[b]Their Realm[/b]:  [hider][img] https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/0d4e5d22-e66f-4e54-8813-fbb7f50723e2/d5mibt5-4359cc95-8838-48e1-af60-115acf8b7494.jpg/v1/fill/w_900,h_485,q_75,strp/dwarven_caverns_concept_art_2_by_artofjokinen_d5mibt5-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD00ODUiLCJwYXRoIjoiXC9mXC8wZDRlNWQyMi1lNjZmLTRlNTQtODgxMy1mYmI3ZjUwNzIzZTJcL2Q1bWlidDUtNDM1OWNjOTUtODgzOC00OGUxLWFmNjAtMTE1YWNmOGI3NDk0LmpwZyIsIndpZHRoIjoiPD05MDAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.g0BMMp7VB-YcSbc0e7AYMAYdPP_5hC6gpV0y9udO6tc[/img][/hider]
[I]Bhorlodur[/i]– A great and massive system of forges, Bhorlodur goes on as far as the eye can see. Mighty forges spewing torrents of fire and slag, halls upon halls of iron, copper and steel set alongside untold number of projects both finished and incomplete awaiting their masters touch. The central location is the Great Anvil. Here Dronlir shapes and molds his creations to fit the design that he has crafted in his mind pouring all he is into every strike of his hammer.

[B]Persona[/b]: It is safe to say that Dronlir was “born” old. He is a stubborn, grumpy old man who, like the earth that he resides in is in unchanging. He tends to have a lack of concern with the other gods and their activities and tends to focus on his work. As hard as he seems and for all of his bluster and stubbornness he does have a soft spot for the mortals of Galbar. Their creativity and ingenuity to overcome inspire him to push the boundaries of what he is capable of and create even greater works. Dronlir does have a short temper often exploding first before thinking of his actions. If he feels that he has been slighted in any way he will act out in anger until he feels he has been avenged. Dwarves hold a special place to him being mortals born from the earth and crafted by the Primordial and has great plans for them in the future.

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[I]Beyjorn Stoneborn[/i] – A dwarf of unassuming means, Beyjorn no different from others you may meet in Galbar. A blacksmith of mild renown within Ha-Dûna able to craft whatever needs to be made but Bey has always felt out of place among the world. Outside of his forge the world seems distant and confusing and the people within often confuse him. With no wife nor children to carry on his name and no prospects upon the horizon he throws himself into his work. Within his forge everything clicks. The rhythmic pounding of the hammer and the roar of the flames, it all leads into his perfect world…his utopia.[/center]