Mjour

Mjour Gin Fyurgin

Mjour Gin Fyurgin is a dwarf from the Fjord of Bjorgin Jorgen. Still considered a child in his species Mjour is at the young, young age of 120. Though considered old in human culture he isn’t even close to drinking or riding age in his culture. He’s a practical being but still a child and tends to get excited.

Mjour found The Mistress when he got knocked down a well by a rogue bat -- the animal avatar of Schrüdenfryden, Dwarven god of laughing at the misfortune of others. -- while inside the well The Mistress saw him. She saw a bit of the earth god in him and thus attached herself to the boy. The Mistress clings to Mjour at mostly all times. As such his beard is constantly dripping wet.

While Mjour very much wanted to stay, almost drowning your entire race when your over-emotional god chooses to have a tantrum is not practical at all. He decided to leave for somewhere above ground. He is the only dwarf to go above ground in recorded history. As such he has decided to do the practical thing and begin cataloguing all the things above ground to later give to his people.

Stats XP: 0 Feet: 1. Kicking, PE , Dodge Beard: 5. Stubborn (3), Stauntiness (1), Wrestling (5) Hands: 4. Shop (2), Punching, Blocking Brains: 4. Notice (1), Outthink (2), Remember, Practicality(3) Face: 1. Putdown (0), Charm (0), Connive (0) Relationships Practicality 3 Amazing Dwarven Culture 3

<span id="internal-source-marker_0.34230155811536944" style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">The Mistress of the Tide <span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Domains: Water, Winter, Cold, Passive-aggression, Failed Romance, Messy Break-ups, Eating a tub of icecream half naked in front of the TV as you sob your eyes out.

<p dir="ltr" style="text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Long ago when the world was young The Mistress of the Tide had a relationship with an earth god. Land and sea mingled lovingly with each other under the glistening waves above. Though one day the land rose out of the sea and didn’t return any of her calls. The Mistress was furious and brought about an ice age which carved the mountains and valleys of the world. Since then she has calmed down a little though she is still horribly bitter about the whole arrangement.

<p dir="ltr" style="text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">She is worshipped by any seafaring folk due to the fact that if they don’t tell her that she has lost weight and the land-god was a fool to leave her they’re probably going to sink.

<p dir="ltr" style="text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Her best friend is the god of space, Lashandra, whom is always there to give helpful and extra-sassy advice.

<p dir="ltr" style="text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;">Personality: Passive-Aggressive and bitter generally. “it’s not what you said. It’s how you said it.” Quite clingy to.