Thogen, son of Thagon, son of Thag

​of the Iron Hills

Thogen - A giant among dwarves, he stands almost two heads taller then the average dwarf folk, a strange thing to see. After living a battle filled life most of Thogens face carries scars along side aged wrinkles, his eyes deep set into his face and a dark brown like freshly watered soil.His hair is all braided in large strands that lay back on his head, his beard thick and full lay twisted and tied to thick pieces of metal that matches his fine set of armor each as well crafted and visually capturing as the next. The warriors frame is a sight to see indeed. Wide set shoulders, broad chest, bulging arms and no lack of muscle! You will see little skin, most of his body is covered in some of the finest crafted steel.

Once you strike conversation with him he offers no insult unless insulted. Renowned as a great warrior, speaks his mind plainly and is not one to suffer fools lightly. Fiercely loyal,  staunchest supporter with an unshakeable belief in his kin leadership. A powerful and bruising fighter, he has a natural tendency to distrust anyone who is not a Dwarf and is particularly suspicious of Elves. Proud, brave and one of the tallest of the Dwarves,he will bow to none but those who have earned his respect.

Spends most of his time with Dwalins guard in training, keeping himself and others sharp as the blade of his axe. In his off time he can most likely be found polishing his armor then followed up by a nice coat of oil .. then repeat. Thogen always makes sure that he is ready for anything to come ahead. Battle is always calling.

In the lands that he ventures some folk would call him a teller of tales! He speaks openly about the battles he has taken part in over his life time and any other story he deems worthy of others ears. Some say he speaks nothing but lies in his stories but he claims he speaks nothing but truth.