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[center][h2]Banard Kegborne[/h2]
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Standing a fair 3 feet 7 inches, about average for a dwarf probably. Well muscled and hefty is he, with golden locks, a shaved pate and a glorious golden beard. Aye he's still young. Great muscled arms from lifting kegs of mead, beer, and other spirits besides. A brewmaster and proud of it.[/center]

[b]Gender[/b] : Male // [b]Race[/b] : Dwarf // [b]Age[/b]: 34

[b]Personality[/b]  
Loud, proud and often drunk on his own supply. Banard comes from a 203 year long line of Dwarven Brewmasters. And you better believe he's damned proud of that fact. The Kegborne family has been brewing since his great grandfathers time. Banard took up after his father, after his father decided to retire. He's not an angry dwarf, infact he can very well be thought of as jolly. A kind man, but disciplined and firm when it comes to drink and drinking.

He's been handed a small empire of breweries, brewhalls and the near sacred list of brews that the Kegborne family has created. It's almost like a religion to him, tending to the list and his holdings. Straight and proud is how he was taught and he'll be right fucked if he doesn't do his father and ancestors proud! 

[b]Background[/b] 
There's a saying among dwarves. "Warriors fight with axe, shield and crossbow. The Old dwarves grumbles about how things were in the past. The miners dig, and the Lords scheme. But if you want to know the heart of a dwarf city, you find the Brewmaster." And in alot of cases this is true. Brewmasters keep the dwarven people happy with full tankards and good company and play.

Banard comes from the Southern Dwarf Holds, lands of great fields among rocky mountains. Great pillars or grey stone and fertile fields. Perfect for wheat, and barley growth as well as cattle. The Kegborne own vast tracts of land for barley and wheat and lands for breweries that have been in the family for just a little over two centuries. The family have cultivated a list of fine drinks, and are just a little proud of the fame this has brought. Banard most of all as he continues on this family empire.

He's no stranger to hardship, as he spent 10 years in a Dwarven deep mine team. Thick armor and axe-pick in hand fending off dark things while digging out veins of precious metals and ores. Something like an official term of service before he could go off and do something else. After that term he went back to his families holdings and began to learn how to be a brewmaster from his father and grandfather. It just felt right to carefully create the Kegborne blueberry beer.

[b]Magic[/b] 

[i][b]Dwarven Rune Magic[/b][/i]
[i]The Art of Striking the Words of Power[/i]

Banard is no Runemage or Rune Smith, but he knows a few runes that he can strike into his boilers and fermentation chambers. Chief among these are the Swirling Waters rune which can act as a back up for stirring mash. And the Roaring Flames rune, that can replace a heating element for keeping the boilers nice and warm. He knows a few more, like a rune for protection against harm and another that is like a proximity mine that causes a stun effect. But little else.

[b]Equipment[/b] 
 No dwarf is without a good axe, or hammer, or mace. It's what they know and what they'll wade into battle with. And Banard has his old axe from his days as a deep-miner. He also has a great steel and silver tankard. Something his great grandfather made in his spare time. It's got no special enchantments but for whatever reason when it's filled with a good brew and someone drinks from it they always say they feel more refreshed afterward.

CODE: "Well then, you think you know your brews? Well take a swig o' this then!"
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Blatant Inspiration: Samuel and Josef Bugman from Warhammer Fantasy: The World that Was

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