Cyanite Quartzhand may be known among some Dwarves as a self-made lady that usually resides in the Iron Hills, though makes the occasional travel to the Red Mountains or the Lonely Mountain. A keeper of lore by trade, and a reader of runes and stars by hobby, Cyanite is well-learned. Both a socialite and bookworm, she's versed in being politic and astute. She thinks she's intelligent on most topics, and perhaps occasionally shows conceit, but overall she's known to be kind and wise (and long-winded...!).

At meat her manners were well taught withal;
No morsel from her lips did she let fall,
Nor dipped her fingers in the sauce too deep;
But she could carry a morsel up and keep
The smallest drop from falling on her breast.
For courtliness she had a special zest,
And she would wipe her upper lip so clean
That not a trace of grease was to be seen
Upon the cup which she had drunk; to eat,
She reached a hand sedately for the meat.
She certainly was very entertaining,
Pleasant and friendly in her ways, and straining
To counterfeit a courtly kind of grace,
A stately bearing fitting to her place.

Chaucer, Geoffrey. The Canterbury Tales. Lines 131-144.