Race - Dwarf
The Dwarves are hard working folk. They are short of stature, but have extraordinarily dense muscle and bone. This allows them to perform hard labour for extended periods of time, and easily carry twice the weight of a human of comparable strength. There are three races of Dwarf.
The Yullor are mountain dwellers. They have no fear of heights, scaling the tallest and most sheer of cliff faces in search of valuable mineral veins, or just to survey the surrounding area. They are quiet, and brooding, but have a strong sense of personal honor and family. They scour the mountains in search of gold, silver and gems which they mine or otherwise prospect. They enjoy strong mead and fire-roasted meat, as well as social gatherings where the men and women compare beards (yes, the women have beards as well, but much more fine hair).
The Hurrath are jungle dwelling dwarf. Still short of height, but with much more lithe body’s; extremely athletic looking, like their bodies were chiseled out of fine marble. They, unlike their mountain dwelling kin, have very little hair, with only the men having beards. They keep their beards trimmed as best they can, and while not having a beard is not dishonorable, a male Hurrath Dwarf without a beard is generally seen as untrustworthy or a social misfit. They spend much of their time hunting in the jungles, or fishing the many rivers and streams.
Earth-Hewn Dwarves live in the caverns and catacombs fond deep in the earth. They are the most numerous of the dwarf, making up roughly 80% of the entire dwarf population. They are physically like the Yullor, but unlike the Yullor’s deep red, brown or leathery-looking skin, the Earth-Hewn have grey to black skin. Oddly enough, albino Earth-Hewn are fairly common, with roughly 1 in 20 earth-hewn dwarf falling into this category, with silver-white hair, white skin and deep pink or red eyes. These albinos are seen as blessed by the gods (“skin of silver and eyes of forge-fire”); they are almost always sent into priest training. The Earth-Hewn are no-nonsense folk; joking is of the ‘dark’ variety, as death and starvation are constant companions to these deep dwelling dwarf.