[Name: Nardor Whitcoat]
[Race: Barsok (Dwarf subspecies)]
[Occupation: Builder, Weaponsmith, Magic Warrior]
[Loyalty: 75 points]
[Realm: None]
[Life Spark lvl1: 7.2]
[Soul Spark lvl1: 4.3]
[Divine Spark lvl1: 0.008]
[Talent: B]
[Rating: A 146 year old dwarf respected by his peers. He has overseen the construction of several dwarven cities and his skills as a blacksmith and warrior are not to be overlooked. Like many Barsoks of his kind, he has a weak affinity for Earth and Metal Elements.]
Ikaris didn't know if his lifetime of karma had solidified for this very moment, but this Nardor was exactly what he needed. He was by far the most competent and versatile senior villager he had summoned in two days. Only Danchun was possibly older than him.
"Welcome to Last Saint Village..."
