Though dwarves have no knights, per say, they do have virtuous fighters. Werring is one of those fine few who shine in the night. Werring is around two hundred years old, with a gray streaked beard. He keeps his hair cut short and his beard long and wears plate that almost looks platinum blue. He small eyes are a dark brown, his nose big and his face wrinkled and scared. If he didn't bare a glowing sword and stout shield he'd look like some one's grandpa.
Werring has always been a fighter. He took to blacksmithing, but his love has always been taking down enemies of his people. He married fairly young to his sweet heart and the pair went to live in one of the outlying villages on the Dwarven Islands to serve as protectors. Shortly after his son was born, Werring was called away to fight some minotaurs and when the returned with victory in hand they found the village smashed and all within, including Werring's family, dead. Werring grieved, but pledged to never let such things happen to any other dwarf. Now he goes where he is needed, righting wrongs, helping the weak and healing those who can not afford healers. His name is spoken in awe in some places and cursed by the dwarves' enemies not only on the island, but the mainland as well.
There are many ways your player characters could meet him, but he most likely going to be near a dwarven settlement and may even come to the party's aid if the need arises. Werring may even ask them to aid him in righting some nearby wrong.
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