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Daurant frowns at Gerbimble and then the two hin. He shakes his head but then sighs.
"Tis against me better judgment, but if you insist you can find your way..."
Turning to the party, he hands his axes on his wide belt.
"If the gnome speaks for ye, I'll not waste my breath arguing the point. There be work to be done here, dwarf halls to be cleared of desecrators and secured once more. Ya look like you could use me axes and the All-Father's blessings, he'd have it no other way, so I be your bulwark if you'll have me."
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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.