Tharn Dustroot

📘 THARN DUSTROOT — FULL CHARACTER PROFILE Basic Information Name: Tharn Dustroot Race: Mountain Dwarf Age: 73 (middle-aged for a dwarf) Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Class/Role: Alchemist • Reagent Hunter • Tinkerer Alignment: Chaotic Good Nationality: From the dwarven gear-city of Harrowhall Location: Travels with Klyden; keeps a small workshop in Arbury’s lower districts Languages: Common, Dwarvish, some broken Draconic (“enough to yell at Klyden in two languages”) 🧠 Personality Profile Core Traits Sarcastic Loyal Gruff but soft-hearted Cautious Painfully honest Quietly protective Values Loyalty over law Action over talk Protecting those he cares about Knowledge that doesn’t belong to the powerful alone Flaws Emotionally repressed Stubborn to the point of self-harm Overprotective Avoids vulnerability like it’s a bomb with a short fuse Bond “The lad saved my life—now I’m savin’ his. That’s the deal. Don’t read into it.” (He is very much reading into it internally.) Ideal “No one who’s been cast aside stays alone on my watch.” Secret He keeps a hidden notebook filled with observations on Klyden’s shifts, resonance surges, and echo episodes — not to exploit, but to find a way to help him gain control. 🔧 Skills & Notable Features Master Alchemist: Can brew concoctions other alchemists consider “too unstable to legally exist.” Reagent Hunter: Knows the wild areas of the Westerlands, the Faulted Ground, and echo-reactive hotspots. Techling Prosthetic: His right leg is a self-built magi-tech limb with hidden compartments, tools, and occasionally accidental noises. Explosives Expertise: Good with bombs. Terrible at explaining how they work. Battle Support: Uses potions, flash vials, smoke bombs, and arcane flares. 🧱 APPEARANCE General Look Tharn Dustroot resembles a man who has been blown up more times than he’s comfortable admitting — and lived through each one. Physique Short and barrel-chested Stocky but muscular Calloused hands from years of work Walks with a faint metallic click from his prosthetic Hair Dark auburn Beard trimmed short due to frequent singeing Beard bones and copper clasps woven in A few sections scorch-blackened Eyes Deep brown Sharp and expressive Crinkle at the edges when he’s amused Narrow and dangerous when he’s angry Notable Features Missing right leg (replaced by a brass-and-steel prosthetic) Chemical burn scars along arms and jawline Smudge of soot on his cheek at all times Wears a thick leather apron with alchemy pockets Belt of vials clinking at the hip Permanently smells like smoke, pine resin, and burnt sugar Clothing Style Heavy boots Reinforced leather coat with metal plates Tool straps crossing his chest Goggles on his forehead Gloves with burn marks Numerous pouches for reagents, flasks, tools 💬 VOICE Rough, gravelly, deep A dwarven accent with a tired growl Speaks like every sentence costs money Gets louder when angry, softer when scared, and chokes when flustered ❤️ How He Looks at Klyden Tharn doesn’t realize he has a look, but he does: Worry creases between his brows Eyes soften around the edges Jaw unclenches Shoulders relax He looks at Klyden the way someone looks at the sunrise after surviving a long, cold night.