OOC:
Crow, Turrold is the proud owner of a brand-new heavy warhorse. Not that he can ride it very well, mind you.

BIC:
Being too far back to see what is going on up front, Turrold turns to his erstwhile companion, Caellan.

"Greetin's t' ye. Well met. Me name's Turrold o' Clan Ironhill from down in th' Uleks...nice t' meet ye. Dinnae think I've worked wi' before, so how did ye come t' join Tyro's band o' miscreants?"

Turrold Crimson-Axe is a dwarf's dwarf. Nearly as wide as he is tall, he stands a little over 4 feet. He has a thick red beard that is braided quite simply in a trades-dwarf weave (if you can read dwarven beards), and he bears a waraxe that he wields as lightly as a chef wields a butter knife. He looks as if he could walk all day long in the heavy armor he wears. He's also Painfully Ugly.
Ottar"Reputation is what others think they know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself"