Gloritmorli Coinfall

## Bio

Age: 22

Height: 4'8"

Weight: 200lbs

Race: Mountain Dwarf

## Backstory

Orphanage was in Trévirédomum. Settling in Montainé. Into the mines. Dust addiction. Wants to kill boss. Addicted to the idea of the american dream. Refuses help at own cost. In the mines Gloritmorti's co-workers often refer to him as Glorti Morti, a jeer derived from a childish bastardization of his name.

After leaving the orphanage Gloritmorti saw the written in the sky, "You could be up here with me, join Pointed Offices Near Zenith Island" it felt as if the clouds were reaching down to raise Glorit up to the heavens. Glorit's intent on catching up after his slow start to life and was so excited he used what limited credit he had to buy his first step to success. The first tier of the Pointed Offices Near Zenith Island package, he didn't know where the island was but he was pretty sure it was a metaphor for the what it's like to be on top. A cumbersome name, Pointed Offices Near Zenith Island, was so his fellow tier 1 members took to calling it PONZI for short.

After losing what little he had and never being able to recruit enough members to graduate to tier 2, Glorit found himself in mines. Though not directly sentenced to service in the mines the debt Glorit dug himself in was crushing him. Everyday Glortimorti is jolted awake by the shift siren, it's high pitch trill indicates he has 20 min to be at the mine entrance where he will work. The walk to the mine isn't too bad as the onsite housing is provided so long as he meets his daily quota which Harstem will remind him of every morning before his descent. Here he will work until the jarring trill calls him back, indicating 12 hours has passed. Glorit will stagger back to the surface to sort his haul and prepare it for processing. If he works quickly this takes about 4 hours. He will then be paid based on the quantity of ore returned and then takes that meager payment which has already been garnished with his debt payment to get a meal before returning to the leaky shack he calls home.

The only reprieve Glorit has is when the Dust Sharks come through. Selling Dust at low prices, Glorit doesn't notice the Dust is cut with fiberglass as he attributes his lung scaring to the respiratory distress caused from working in the mines. Glorit envies his boss Harstem Longswallow, in his freshly pressed clothes he orders them down the steps each morning with ever increasing quotas and ever decreasing returns for their toil. If Glorit can just work hard enough and save up enough (provided he doesn't keep blowing it on Dust) he start his own business with pressed suits and cigars just like Harstem.

Though his bank account is not increasing, Gloritmorti's work ethic has him returning record breaking hauls. This is reflected in Glorit's muscle mass. After growing considerably stronger than his colleges Glorit added weights to his pick-axe to further increase his destruction potential scrawling into the handle the label, "Glorit's Big Ass Pick" reading the handle brings a small smirk to Glorit's face when there is enough light in the tunnel to read it.

## Graymoore Adventure Journal

Gloritmorli Confall Stats

Gloritmorli Coinfall - Graymoore Adventure Journal