I thought I should put some character images up and my brief background info.
Appearance: Grinder appears to have been carved from stone, so sturdy and sharp are his features. His armor is polished and kept in pristine condition, even down to the killer spikes that adorn it. He wears a thick helmet, two gauntlets, and carries a shield that have all had killer spikes worked into them for goring opponents. His beard is long and scraggly and he keeps flowing loose to catch all the ale it can. He bears the symbol of his clan, two crossing warhammers with an anvil backdrop, upon his shield and you can find it on any piece of armor he has ever forged.
Bio: Born in the mountain and raised by the fellows of clan Hammersmith, Grinder has long been indoctrined into Hylar society and is every bit the stereotypical mountain dwarf. He threw himself into craftsmanship at an early age, mostly due to the prodding of his father, and has since become an accomplished armorsmith. But his love for the forge surpassed working the anvil. At the age of 20 Grinder decided that he would give himself up to the clergy of Reorx, and though it took just a little while for his father to accept the decision, Notcher Hammersmith couldn't be more proud of his only son. Grinder has served for many years now, unerringly dedicated to Reorx and his craft.
Grinder has since joined up with the Solamnic's as a healer a guardian. He has often been paired with a young knight who has been bursting up the ranks, Angriff. Along with his closest friend and a ragtag squad of mercenaries, Grinder was successful in leveling Lighthorn Keep in their most recent mission. Grinder was affected by the traumatizing event as much as the others, though he has easily remained the most sturdy throughout the ordeal. Often times it has been his wise council, and the word of his Reorx, the Forge God, that has nursed his friends in their fragile states. Solid as a stone...
Appearance: Llanthor has long black hair and emerald colored eyes. He prefers dark colors and always wears his favored Elven Cloak and Boots. Llanthor is also never without his tools of employment. Twin masterwork scimitars rest easily in scabbards that hang from each side of his waist. He wears damask gloves of soft black leather with purple runes of no significance sewn into the material.
Llanthor spent nearly all of his 110 years of life on the streets. He was not lucky enough to have benefited from a traditional education, for he was raised by mercenaries and taught simply to fight. Where the elf is not book smart he is however quite crafty and an intelligent combatant. He served his foster parents for years as a blade for hire and was able to hone his skills, but he eventually wanted to break off on his own and forge his own reputation. He has since traveled from city to city offering his services to the highest bidder and hopes to one day be among the greatest duelists in the world.
Llanthor teamed up with a few companions in an effort to destroy Lighthorn Keep. The team included two Solamnic Knights, Angriff and Ryke, a Red Robed wizard named Lestianna, who is also his consort, Touvenir, his half elf brother of the sword, and the ever unique female ranger best known as Hunter, or the Huntress as the team often called her. The team was successful in their attempt to destroy the Keep but upon their return it was pretty clear that the mission weighed upon those who survived. Ryke and Touveneir were killed in action along with two sibling hill dwarves who had joined later in the journey and that fact seemed to affect them all profoundly. None freely speak of what they witnessed and each have been changed in some way.