Varkthul Fendros

A sinister duergar with ashen gray skin and a stout, muscular frame, he exudes an aura of quiet menace. His bald head is marred with small, deliberate scars, and his coarse, braided beard is adorned with bone fragments and shards of dark metal. His piercing, coal-black eyes seem to bore into the soul, flickering with a cunning malice. He wears dark, utilitarian armor that bears the scratches of countless skirmishes, along with a tattered cloak that blends into the shadows. At his side, a cruel war pick gleams faintly in the dim light, its surface etched with crude, ominous symbols. Despite his reserved posture, there’s an unmistakable air of madness in his faint, unsettling smile.