Wistom

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Current Description:

With arms and legs nearly as thick as tree trunks, the dwarf before you exudes a poised strength. His grip upon his weapons is sure, practiced, that of someone who has dedicated his life to the deadly dance of battle. Fine armor of Delving-make - scarred here and there with the marks of intense combat, yet carefully maintained - gleams beneath a deep blue surcoat emblazoned with a snarling, rampant tiger bringing down unseen prey. His ice-blue eyes drill deep into your own, like twin bolts lightning from a cool summer night's storm. They seem to notice everything: about you, your possible intentions, and his surroundings down to the smallest detail. "Truth," he murmurs is a deep, almost gravelly voice, "is the candle. Action itself is the flame that lights the way. I am Wistom, proud servant of Lord Tripper, Truthsayer and Councilor of the Tigers. I am friend to those who are innocent or honorable, eternal foe to those who lie." He bows, eyes staying on you without interruption, waiting for your response.