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Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
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Appearance: 4'2", 182 lbs., Daurant has the pale skin tone of his Mountain Dwarf ancestors and a well groomed, waist length beard of silvery hue that would not shame him in any dwarf hall. His eyes are a dark grey reminiscent of the stone that makes up his kin's home. Strands of mithral and gold are braided into his beard, giving it a glittering sheen.
Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
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Appearance: 4'2", 182 lbs., Daurant has the pale skin tone of his Mountain Dwarf ancestors and a well groomed, waist length beard of silvery hue that would not shame him in any dwarf hall. His eyes are a dark grey reminiscent of the stone that makes up his kin's home. Strands of mithral and gold are braided into his beard, giving it a glittering sheen.
Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
Show Mechanics
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Swift Action:
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Standard Action:
Stat Block
Appearance: 4'2", 182 lbs., Daurant has the pale skin tone of his Mountain Dwarf ancestors and a well groomed, waist length beard of silvery hue that would not shame him in any dwarf hall. His eyes are a dark grey reminiscent of the stone that makes up his kin's home. Strands of mithral and gold are braided into his beard, giving it a glittering sheen.
Daurant, Holy Warrior of Moradin
Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
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Standard Action:
Stat Block
Appearance: 4'2", 182 lbs., Daurant has the pale skin tone of his Mountain Dwarf ancestors and a well groomed, waist length beard of silvery hue that would not shame him in any dwarf hall. His eyes are a dark grey reminiscent of the stone that makes up his kin's home. Strands of mithral and gold are braided into his beard, giving it a glittering sheen.
Daurant, Holy Warrior of Moradin
Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
Show Mechanics
Free Action:
Swift Action:
Move Action:
Standard Action:
Stat Block
Daurant, Holy Warrior of Moradin
Daurant raises an eyebrow at Gerbimble , though it is hard to discern in his deep helm.
"The Gnome-Father? Can't say I've heard say of that deity! Mean you The Joker, Garl Glittergold? Is he the source of them fanciful blasts ya toss about?!
Well a servant of The Joker is welcome in the halls of me kin, which these surly be, or once were. A pleasure to make your aquientnce Gerbimble Rampulart."
Daurant tone seems to take on a slight reverence and somber note at the apprehension of their surroundings.
"Blasted tuskers and their ogrelord ere overrun me and knock the wind outa me on the road ta Blasingdell, following rumors of halls such as these.
Geradil, Courana, Blasingdell yer home..?
So what brings ya lot down into the belly of the mountain? Not the typical haunt fir most of ye lot..."
Daurant glances at Urd, clearly considering her the exception to that statement.
Show Mechanics
Free Action:
Swift Action:
Move Action:
Standard Action:
Stat Block