- Race: Mountain Dwarf
- Class: Barbarian 6
- Primal Path: Battlerager
- Equipment: Flamebreaker, Lightning Javelin
Oromis is a mountain dwarf with little to hide. He is exactly what you would expect from one of his kind: incredibly brave and severely strong. Oromis carries with him a number of weapons, including a great axe, a handful of throwing axes, and three javelins. His armor, which he wears constantly, is covered in spikes and hooks. He previously worked for Exatorus, a dragonborn wizard.
Outwardly, Oromis is a fearsome creature and likely to cause panic in town. Inwardly, I suspect he is a very kind person. Younger than most of his kind that I have personally met, Oromis is seemingly eager to help his friends and please his master. I note that he is significantly underpaid for his work, though the dwarf has never complained. Oromis is a quiet dwarf. I asked him why he is so much quieter than his boisterous brethren and he responded, "I let my axe do the talkin'."
Oromis does not say much about his past, other than he used to be a soldier. There are few other dwarves in the region, leading me to believe he is an immigrant to this area. He is unlearned, so he uses his weapons and battle prowess as hired muscle. He has found purpose in his employment and as long as he has mead in his mug, he is happy. When he is not happy, I suspect we all had better clear out of his path. His skin seems to glow bright orange when he is angry.