Gamin was the fourth son in his family. Between nine brothers and
sisters, he would often have to resort to extreme stunts to earn his
parents' attention. Thus, as a young lad, Gamin was almost never without a
broken bone or two, and that's not to mention the innumerable cuts and
bruises. Although his antics did little to earn his parents' favor, they
helped develop him into a hardy dwarf. Having not yet earned the approval
of his parents at the age of adulthood, it occured to Gamin that he could
forgo the cautious ways of the dwarves and seek acceptance from the many
denizens of Serin.
Description:
Hygiene and maintenance does not seem to concern this dwarf much. His
shock of brown hair grows every which way with no discernable pattern.
Streaks of dirt and mud line the multitude of scars strewn across his face.
His massive beard has been hastily braided, only barely holding together.
From his broad shoulders protrudes two trunk like arms that end in absurdly
large fists. Curiously, this dwarf seems to have taken slightly better care
in preserving his hands, as his nails have been properly worn down.
