I am a dwarf! And a proud one at that. Which goes to say a lot, as we all are rather proud.
You're not likely to impress me. Unless you have in your possesion something valuable. But if you do, you'd be wise not to show it to me. Nothing scares me! I've lived too long and seen too much. I've learned not to underestimate my own abilities! Although you may say it's in my blood. I value Curage and Strength ahead of any other abilities. I'm as headstrong as an ox!
Actually I once gave an ox a mighty concussion using only my own head. But don't misstake me for a brute. I'm as clever as an Elf! Actually, I'm quite a lot smarter than an Elf! Those damn Elves, they think they're so smart! Hah, no Elf has ever outsmarted me!!-Eiykur the HammerstrongDescription of Eiykur:
Hair: I have thick long red hair along with a matching but even thicker and longer beard and mustache.
Height: I'm 5 feet tall. (very tall for his race)
Weight: 300 pounds of pure strength! (Along with some fat. Especially around the midsection.)
Age: 120 years young. (old)
Eyes: They are brown.
Build: I'm stocky! (he is)
Scars: I have too many to count, but only one on my face. On the right side, lower jaw. Some Goblin got in a lucky hit. I still gutted him though!
Habits: I drink a lot of mead. Like all dwarfs. It helps me get rattled up for battle!Eiykur's history:
He grew up in a mining society deep underground collectively called "Hammercleft". It's one of the largest dwarven societies in Yrth. Not one of the oldest, the ore mine is relatively young and the society prospers to this day. At the age of ten he had his first experience of battle. He bested an Orc who had strayed too far into the dwarven mine camp in a fist fight. The fight lasted roughly two seconds. Eiykur caved the Orc's skull in with a might blow straight away.
The following thirty years he alternated digging in the mines and helping the others clear out Orc hideouts around the dwarven mines, with the occasional drunken fist fight with his fellow dwarves. Life was good and he enjoyed much respect amongs the other dwarves. Then one day while mining, he fell down a small hole. (well he still got through it so it couldn't have been that small really.)
He fell for several minutes, deep down to the lowest regions of Yrth. Where he finally felt ground under his feet. He had stumbled upon an ancient Dragon nest. Burried deep under ground, connected to a hidden and previously unknown path to the surface. As he stumbled around the dark and inhospitable hall of the Dragon Dor (get the CC connection please
) the hall all of a sudden lit up, by a thousand torches. Eiykur started postulating what had caused this event, but stopped when he laid his eyes upon the enormous pile of gold and treasure that was now visible. Delirious he screamed out his joy. Not thinking twice what that might do. He ran towards the gold pile, threw his pickaxe to the ground and let the gold coins run through his fingers. -This is magnificent! he said out loud. Suddenly he heard a deep growling behind him that could only come from one creature. He slowly turned around and not more than fifteen meters in front of him there stood a Dragon, on it's feet ready to toast him with it's breath. Eiykur jumped to the side and grabbed his pickaxe. The dragon's flame missed him entirely and he managed to disappear from the dragons sight.
While the dragon searched for his whereabouts, Eiykur climbed onto it's back, and whacked the pickaxe straight into it's left eyeball. In terrible pain the dragon reacted instinctively and flew upwards. It continued flying up into the large tunnel that leads to the surface. Eiykur held on for dear life with the pickaxe still solidly burrowed in the dragons eye socket. Until finally it reached the surface. Eyikur threw himself off the dragon and ran as fast as he could (which was not very fast), but the dragon did not pursue him. It had had enough of Dwarves for now.
When Eiykur told his amazing story to the rest of the dwarven community, they did not believe him. Eiykur was not known for lying but it sounded a bit too unrealistic to be true. Especially since many had seen him going to the mines drunk that day. They claimed he had dreamt it. No one would dare to suggest he was lying as that would be a sure death sentence. (his abilities in battle was well known)
Furious with his fellow dwarves he left the Hammercleft mine that day and has not returned since. The times are many, when he's wished he could set eyes upon the halls of Hammercleft again. But his sense of pride was too strong, and he had heard rumors of that he's become a bit of a running joke there as of lately. Since that day he's been wandering the lower regions of Yrth looking for adventures. He's found many so far, but a Dwarf is not easily satified.In-game points:
Name: Eiykur the Hammerstrong
Race: Dwarf 
Char Type: Warrior
Handedness: Either one works.
ST 22 [+100]
IQ 11 [-20]
DX 3 [-140]
HT 17 [+60]
Basic Speed: 6.0 I copied your values here, | These are my values, 40.75 speed
Move: 5 [-5] and here | I don't know what to make of them. 40y/s
Image, looks and habits:
Charisma Level 2 
Resonant Voice? Yes! 
Habit: Drinking [-5]
TL level 3 (standard level)
Status Level 1 
reputation Level 2 
Just dwarven! He hasn't learned any new language despite all of his travels. Says a lot about his character
Damage Resistance 1 (Tough Skin, -40%)  [Racial]
Extended Lifespan 1  [Racial]
Resistant to Poison (+3)  [Racial] +5 that I added myself (not racial advantage)
Signature Gear  [Racial] An immensely large dubble-edged and dubbelhanded war axe. Can be used to dispatch several enemies in one sweep as well as demolishing doors, or even walls for that matter. Not good against quick and agile opponents. If Eiykur was a weapon, he'd be this axe
Combat Reflexes 
Fearlessness Level 7 
Hard to Kill Level 7 
High Pain Threshold
Greed (12) [-15] [RACIAL]
Intolerance (Racial enemies) [-5] [RACIAL]
Miserliness (15) [-5] [RACIAL]
Expects male dwarves to have long beards [-1] [RACIAL]
Prefers gold to other precious metals [-1] [RACIAL]
Has a problem going from a seated position to standing up. [-1]
Wants to see everything with his own eyes. [-1]
Can't see his own limitations. Even those that are very obvious. [-1]
Often gets taken less serious because of his weight. [-1]
Easy to deceive through flattery. [-1]
Brawling DX Level 4 
Leadership IQ Level 1 
Melee Weapon - Hard DX Level 2 
Survival 1Q Level 3 
I hope I've done it somewhat correctly.