Description from original post (created 2018-12-11 23:43):
Outside of the Silverstone walls of Milek, Dahgremer "Richard" Srewthro lives in his decrepit shack and works day to day on his locks. As the only locksmith in the distant lands around Milek, he takes pride in his work, putting forth all effort to make the best lock ever; unbreakable, and unpickable. Coming along the age of 200-ish, he isn't the kind of dwarf to relax. Work needs to be done, along with every decade, the work of utmost importance is called upon him. The guidance and praise of The Elder. A god so powerful, he molded the earth and its inhabitants with his palms. Unfortunately, the power to create such life comes at a price. There are the occasional bad eggs; the ones who kill, who murder, who pillage and thieve. These such scum litter the land and are most intolerable; leaving no use for the world other than to frighten the innocent. Evil is to be vanquished and that is Richard's duty. In the name of the Elder, Richard smites evil. What is evil? The obvious traits of murder and such and those who incredulously scoff at the idea of The Elder. Such sacrilegious and inflammatory words of The Elder merit a death sentence in Richard's eyes, so watch your word and be wary of his sheer willpower. He will prevail.
Progress: Currently working on Elder Adventure Richard. He keeps the basic shirt and pants and drops the artisan's clothing. Armed with a sickle and a small iron dagger, along with a map scroll that he uses as a canteen.