Editing Varius Ironhand (section)

== Backstory and Description ==

Varius was born Bertran, in a small village about forty miles south of Codalet. His father was the village blacksmith and, thanks to the Dwarf Blood that Bertran also inherited, a very good one. Bertran spent his early years mostly in the nearby hills, occasionally interacting with the nearby Faeries there, though for the most part the Faerie lore ability reflects the intuitive understanding of them he gets from his blood.
<br />As he grew, his Gift manifested. Bertran lost what friends he had, and began to gain a bad reputation, causing his father to keep him at home. Bertran spent much of his time watching his father work, until his father started to train him in the family business. Bertran picked it up with ease, a fact which did not particularly surprise his father who had, after all, been much the same. In addition to blacksmithing, Bertran picked up enough woodworking to fashion a hilt, enough leatherworking to fashion straps, and enough patience to keep at work. Bertran worked on these skills in his own time, improving them beyond the basics. He finds crafting fun, and in any case since his father never let him out of the house he had nothing really else to do. He seemed to be on track to becoming a reclusive village craftsman, unliked but at least respected, when a Veridutus maga named Clara, looking for apprentices from craftsmans' households, recognized his talents and took him away.
<br />His talents and background made him a natural Veriditus, and Bertran took to magic like a duck to water. Clara (not a member of the Cotes-du-Vent Covenant, but not too far away) made sure to also increase his Crafting abilities, though, in true Veriditus fashion, and Bertran also took time to learn the intricacies of making things with magic. After his Gauntlet, he took the name Varius

Varius is a short but not diminutive man with close cropped brown hair and black eyes. His face is clean shaven but would probably benefit from a beard. Varius tends to hunch in on himself and does not easily open up to others, being too used to being by himself, but is well-spoken enough if you can get past that. His epithet comes from the open-fingered iron chainmail gauntlet he wears on his right hand at all times. Although it has leather padding, it is designed so that iron touches his skin directly at numerous points.