Flint Fireforge (DL)
Born in 212 AC in Hillhome, the Khalkist Mountains, Flint Fireforge is the oldest of the Companions. In true dwarf-like fashion Flint is rough and gruff. He is the father figure among the companions and he is their "rock". He was always a guiding hand of the companions as they grew to maturity and was always ready with a grumble or complaint. But for as much as Flint seemed unhappy he always had a soft spot in his old heart for the others in his group.
This does not in anyway mean Flint is soft, just the opposite. In fact when fighting Flint never holds back. His years of experience give Flint the edge against younger inexperienced opponents. And with his determination and drive Flint is a fighting force that can not be denied.
Ghim has the same power of most Dwarves, he’s a
stubborn as the day is long. An axe in his hands is
just downright dangerous. Along with his great
strength comes the ability to use that axe to kill
just about anything. When Ghim chooses to use that
strength even green dragons can’t stand in his way.
Parn was cornered by this green and it looked as
though Parn was going to die yet again. Woodchuck
made the comment, “That things gonna end up eating
us.” But Ghim just held onto his axe tighter and
growled in true dwarven fashion, “We’re just gonna
have to eat him first.” With that he ran towards Parn
and as the dragon leaned down to gobble him up, Ghim
jumped into the air and sank his axe deeply into the
Pre-Battle Comments by Orionthalas Tarrasqueslayer
Flint: Whittles on a piece of wood, “He looks like a mountain dwarf to be sure. Hah, probably doesn’t even know how to use that axe he’s carrying.”
Ghim: Whittles on a piece of wood, “He looks like a hill dwarf to be sure. Hah, probably doesn’t even know how to use that axe he’s carrying.”