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Gleif
Gleif Stiffaxe
| Name | Gleif |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Refugee |
| Age | Old |
| Race | Dwarf |
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| Residence | Nowhere, currently |
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| Outward Appearance | A short dwarf with an old wrinkled face is Gleif Stiffaxe. His beard is short, white, and it stiffly sticks out a good few inches in front of his face. His nose is large and round, and his eyebrows bushy. His mustache is usually braided. Gleif usually wears his travel gear, which consists of a grey hood and matching apparel. If without his hood Gleif would wear his hair braided. He carries three axes, with him, two on his hip (on on each side) and one attached to his pack which he usually carries on his back. |
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Background
Gleif Stiffaxe - the name would provoke fear among the goblins of the Far East, or at least in their elders. A hundred or so years ago Gleif was a great champion of the Stiffbeards, being born to a family of generals and war-heroes. The first war he fought in was the War of Dwarves and Orcs, when he was young. His father was among the many dwarves who died in that war, but Gleif (young as he was) escaped without serious injury, and the Stiffaxe line lived on.
Many wars and years later Gleif became very influential among the Stiffbeards. When he saw an increase in the aggressiveness of Easterling Men he convinced the King to allow him to take dwarves west to find refuge in the Blue Mountains. Among dwarves of the Stiffbeards, Blacklocks, Ironfists, and Stonefoots, Gleif began his journey.
| Friends | Hlifa, other dwarves of his company |
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| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | Vast dwarven halls, dwarven ales, dwarves |
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| Hates | The taverns of men, orcs, goblins |
| Motivation | To go to Thorin's Hall and there live the life he could not in the East. |
| Quotes | "More than just the elves are passing west. Dark things are stirring in the east, and it may be the west will be our last safe haven." |
