Myrkator

Before you stands a short and stout man with dry and wrinkled skin. Dark brown hair falls to either side of his face, reaching nearly to his shoulders. He is plainly dressed, though well kempt. A light brown robe is drawn tightly around his neck, and it drags slightly on the ground. His dark green eyes hide within deep sockets and have a faint flicker within them, as if a flame was eternally burning within him. Though his skin appears quite worn, his complexion is very clear, which is unusual for a dwarf.