Proposal for first character

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Name: Bunar Hogglesteel
Age: 147
Race: Dwarf
Class: Fighter/DD
Align: True Neutral
Diety: Donrand

Physical Appearance:
Bunar is of average height (for a dwarf) standing 4'5" tall. His build is best described as stout. Bunar is almost as wide as he is tall, with broad shoulders and sturdy legs. Bunar's skin is a light brown, with dark brown hair. Bunar has a long beard that he usualy keeps in one braid to the front of his chin. Bunar's eyes are also dark brown. A stern look is always on his face.

Bio/History:
Most of Bunar's life was spent in the mines. Since the first time Bunar was strong enough to pick up a hammer he had a desire to pound stones. Bunar's farther taught him how to mine ores and process them. When he was not mining or at the forge, Bunar practiced fighting with his father. Though Bunar was adept at swinging a hammer, his father thought it best for him to use an axe when training. The first time that he had to use his axe was when he was 20. A band of roaming goblins had found their way into the clans' mines one day. Most of the clan was busy digging out new tunnels in hopes of finding rich ores. Bunar was not yet experienced for new excavations, so he was in the upper chambers mining some iron for use in making spear heads. The three goblins came upon Bunar and he realized he was alone. Bunar now realized why his farther had told him to always keep his axe with him at all times. Before he had time to think, Bunar was covered in blood. Bunar then realized that it was not his blood, but the blood of the three goblins that lay all around him. It was on this day that Bunar developed his hatred of goblins. As the years passed, Bunar continued to learn his crafts of mining and fighting. Bunar had become quite an accomplished miner and blacksmith. Bunar also became rather good at using his axe as well. In Bunar's 60's he joined the clans sweeping team. The sweeping team was sent into the lower mines every so often to rid the less used mines of creatures that may have come to call them home. For the next 30 years Bunar continued to build a name for himself with is axe. Bunar had forged many friendships with some of his sweeper family. Most people thought he was a gruff person, but those who came to call him firend found out this was really just a facade. In his 90's, Bunar went back to work at the forge and continued to make weapons and armor for trade with the local merchants. Life was as it should be for a dwarf. When bunar entered into his 140's, he suddenly had lost some of his love for the anvil. Bunar was not sure what was wrong, but he thought not much of it and kept at work. As more years went by, Bunar had decided that he was wanting to leave the mines and head out to learn more the world outside. Bunar had discussed this with his cousin Nurlmann. It seemed that Nurlmann had been having problems with mine life as well. On Bunar's 147th birthday, he went to see his cousin and found out that Nurlmann had left the clan home. This was all that the already eager Bunar needed to leave and seek out adventure.

[aragwen]

Hi there
Firstly we dont approve PrC at submission, so you will have to keep a development thread and resubmit for the Dwarven Defender at a later stage.
Also the age of 147 seems older than the average starting age of a dwarf, which is in the region of 50. If that is intentional then it is fine knowing that he will be slightly older than the average adventuring dwarf.
You also might want to addthe physical location where has clan home is, as many would ask you where you came from.
And then a small typo, the deity is Dorand not Donrand.
Thanks

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Name: Bunar Hogglesteel
Age: 67
Race: Dwarf
Class: Fighter
Align: True Neutral
Diety: Dorand

Physical Appearance:
Bunar is of average height (for a dwarf) standing 4'5" tall. His build is best described as stout. Bunar is almost as wide as he is tall, with broad shoulders and sturdy legs. Bunar's skin is a light brown, with dark brown hair. Bunar has a long beard that he usualy keeps in one braid to the front of his chin. Bunar's eyes are also dark brown. A stern look is always on his face.

Bio/History:
Most of Bunar's life was spent in the clan mines. The mines were located in The Iron Hills, to the south of Grainslore. Since the first time Bunar was strong enough to pick up a hammer he had a desire to pound stones. Bunar's farther taught him how to mine ores and process them. When he was not mining or at the forge, Bunar practiced fighting with his father. Though Bunar was adept at swinging a hammer, his father thought it best for him to use an axe when training. The first time that he had to use his axe was when he was 20. A band of roaming goblins had found their way into the clans' mines one day. Most of the clan was busy digging out new tunnels in hopes of finding rich ores. Bunar was not yet experienced for new excavations, so he was in the upper chambers mining some iron for use in making spear heads. The three goblins came upon Bunar and he realized he was alone. Bunar now realized why his farther had told him to always keep his axe with him at all times. Before he had time to think, Bunar was covered in blood. Bunar then realized that it was not his blood, but the blood of the three goblins that lay all around him. It was on this day that Bunar developed his hatred of goblins. As the years passed, Bunar continued to learn his crafts of mining and fighting. Bunar had become quite an accomplished miner and blacksmith. Bunar also became rather good at using his axe as well. In Bunar's 30's he joined the clans sweeping team. The sweeping team was sent into the lower mines every so often to rid the less used mines of creatures that may have come to call them home. For the next several years Bunar continued to build a name for himself with is axe. Bunar had forged many friendships with some of his sweeper family. Most people thought he was a gruff person, but those who came to call him firend found out this was really just a facade. In his 50's, Bunar went back to work at the forge and continued to make weapons and armor for trade with the local merchants. Life was as it should be for a dwarf. When bunar entered into his 60's, he suddenly had lost some of his love for the anvil. Bunar was not sure what was wrong, but he thought not much of it and kept at work. As more years went by, Bunar had decided that he was wanting to leave the mines and head out to learn more the world outside. Bunar had discussed this with his cousin Nurlmann. It seemed that Nurlmann had been having problems with mine life as well. On Bunar's 67th birthday, he went to see his cousin and found out that Nurlmann had left the clan home. This was all that the already eager Bunar needed to leave and seek out adventure.

[aragwen]

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[Lost_In_Reality]

Thank you