Dwarven brewmaster pariah.
Stats at level 11
Feats:Lethal hammer, Bludgeon expertise, Dwarven weapon training, Backstabber, Improved Defenses, Superior reflexes, Hammer Shock.
A once famous brewer of Dwarven ale, now reviled as a pariah after acting upon a strange vision which prompted him to instill a keg of ’Bannayut’s best’ with bat’s urine, this subsequently resulted in what the dwellers of the Crag now know as the ‘Night of the brown bedroll’
Despite making such classics as ‘Runic Cudgel’ and ‘Salt Stone Pride’ (one sip of which was purported to make the imbiber strong as a Goliath)a Dwarf brewmaster is only as good as his last keg and subsequently his entire operation was burnt down by an angry mob (once they’d finally vacated their respective latrines)
His motivations are impure, his manners are impolite and his aroma is unpleasant, an unpredictable fighter, preferring to merely pretend he has a style when in fact anything goes (a recent sighting suggests that he robbed a merchant caravan dressed as a priest whilst wielding a warhammer)
Dislikes small talk, hates anything smaller than him and is generally disparaging of any establishment that serves alcohol, a team player in the broadest sense of the term as he will gladly allow his team to take the flak while he sneaks in attacks with impunity.
Life expectancy; low