Garran Holt - Village Blacksmith & Metalworker
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Name: Garran Holt Race: Human Age: 52 Occupation: Village Blacksmith & Metalworker Specialisations
Garran is broad shouldered from decades of labour rather than combat. His beard is thick, iron-grey with streaks of black soot that never seem to wash completely away. Weathered skin bears countless tiny burn marks and old scars from flying sparks. His hands are enormous, permanently calloused, with blackened fingernails from charcoal and iron dust. His clothes are practical rather than impressive:
His forge hammer is older than many villagers and polished smooth through decades of use. HistoryGarran wasn't born on Moonrest. Thirty years ago he arrived aboard a merchant vessel that never returned after winter storms destroyed it. With nowhere else to go, he stayed. At first he cursed the island. There was almost no workable iron. No proper coal. No decent anvil. Over decades he learned to work with what existed. Most of Moonrest's tools have passed through his hands multiple times. A shovel might contain pieces from four earlier shovels. An axe head may have once been nails. Nothing is wasted. The ForgeRather than an impressive workshop...
One corner contains several baskets labelled:
Every fragment matters. PersonalityCalm. Patient. Dry humour. Rarely wastes words. He believes craftsmanship reflects the person making it. If someone rushes...
If someone succeeds... He simply nods.
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