GORIN CASKBREAKER
DwarvesMaster Brewer
"Ale is honest. It doesn't pretend to be wine, doesn't dress up like spirits. It's bread's better-looking cousin, and it'll never lie to you about what it is.""
Identity
- Residence
- Baragorn - The Foaming Mug Brewery
- Civilization
- Dwarves
Appearance
• Physical: Round and ruddy-faced with a nose that maps every ale he's ever tasted. His beard is foam-white and perpetually smells of hops and yeast. • Clothing: Stained leather apron, pants with expandable waistband, and a collection of tasting cups on a belt. • Distinguishing Marks: A burn scar on his forearm from a boiling wort incident, a tattoo of a beer mug on his left bicep, and remarkably clear eyes for a brewer.
Relationships
- Family - Six brothers (all in politics), numerous nieces and nephews, his late wife (buried with a keg of his best)
- Allies - The Brewers Guild, farmers who supply his ingredients, tavern owners across the mountains
- Rivals - The Stonekeg Brewery, which produces cheaper but inferior ale
Backstory
Gorin was the seventh son of a seventh son, destined for greatness in dwarven tradition. He chose brewing over politics and has spent his life perfecting the art. His "Baragorn Reserve" is considered the finest ale in the Ironpeak Range.
Daily Life
Begins before dawn checking fermentation tanks, inspects ingredient deliveries, oversees brewing operations, conducts afternoon tastings, and spends evenings in his taproom hearing news and gossip from travelers.
Story Hooks
- 1 He needs adventurers to investigate why the sacred spring is failing
- 2 A rival has stolen his recipe book and he needs it recovered before it's sold
Narrative Value
Source of information and rumors, quest giver, provider of potent dwarven ale with potential magical properties ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════