

In loving memory of mutliple Vox Pholk's Blunderbuss
Vox Pholk is a true Imperial Dwarf. Born far from the moutains in a mostly human town, he was orphan at a very young age and raised by a human family with human and halflin kids. His clanic feeling are very diluted and his dwarf pride can be summarize to : Elf are too tall to be likeabke, it hurt neck to talk to them"
He's also a crafter by heart and as smithing, crafting and industrial design are classic dwarf interrest, people assume he was a classic dwarf and pass on his unusual name or strange behaviors as the time spent praying human gods.
He's also very fond of black powder weapons, a little less of the consequences of a critical fail and he lost two fireweapon and some skin in unhappy accidents.
Vox Pholk leave the party to join the dwarfs miners of Khazid Slumbold at Grissenwald to help them in the rebuild of their mine and proud.
And because the player said to me "I wish to spent more time with my friends rather than my parent's friends".
all the gang:
Sariel Amakiir - the elf wizard
Wilfried Reubke - the teenager healer
Albi Piéfané - Halfin with PTSD
RIP Messire von Kerkher - noble spawn and walking disaster
Lothar von Storm - that dude, the Dude.