Surly dwarven sorceror
A sour disposition, some frayed robes, the reek of a foul pipe, and a driving need to acquire something found only in outlands seem to be what Carreg’s bringing to the venture.
He has been heard to mutter something about Vorkal’s Eternal Forge when he thinks no one is listening to him. Is that a tinge of guilt in his dour face? Or does he blame others for state he’s found his life in?