Arrriba!

Name: Otti R. Vough

Age: 34

Race: Salamander (Formerly Dwarven)

Appearance: A black set of armor covers his 'body'. The armor is intricately laced with silvers and golds, all tarnished and far more malleable due to containing Otti's burning fires. His chestplate opens to melt metals down, and his knee acts as an Anvil, made out of far superior metals. Underneath the armor is a burning amalgation of fires, constantly shifting colors due to the... nature of his spirit. Without the armor, first of all his body would collapse into a heap of lava before taking shape into a man-sized black salamander. The flesh of this salamander would constantly shift almost as if it were a liquid, and resembles oil.

Background: Otti 'Redbeard' as they called him, was... well, insanely into making magic weapons. He tried every method he could, but nothing stood up to his scrutiny. Over the years he became a master Arcane Smith, until he found a rather... dark book. This book promised a weapon of unrivalled perfection in exchange for his flesh. He thought it over for a few minutes. He began the ritual, but bound his soul to a fire gem to the best of his abilities. He began the next morning, finding that if this soul were to go out of his possession, well, his body would become a husk. As he progressed through his work, he found it rather painful, but pulled through. Once he finished the weapon and only losing a leg in the process, he was so satisfied he began to make a matching set of armor, along with a shield. He found that he couldn't finish the set without using his entire body, so he transferred the rest of himself to the fire gem in hopes of being able  to manifest a physical form that would enable him to finish his project. Fortunately for him, it worked! He closed down his shop to finish up, and donned the armor and sword to hide what he gave up.

He got kicked out of the Dwarven kingdom for, well, dark magic. Fortunately, he escaped execution! He probably shouldn't have been making people into literal golems...

Nationality: Dwarven

Equipment:
Fleisch - Sword forged from his very own flesh, and serves as a catalyst to his soul, along with his magic. The handle was designed with dragons in mind, depicting one breathing fire (the 'fire' is the sword)

Knochen - Shield crafted with the use of his bones, a fiery goat engraved on the front of the shield that he can shoot fire out of the nostrils and eyes.

Karkasse - The armor made with the rest of his flesh and bones. Designed after a Basilisk, with scales engraved in the armor, the belly littered with fire gems that glow in Otti's presence. He can cover himself in fire, and the armor won't weaken at all. Malleable only to him, and only if he wills it. The head is

80 gold.

Book of Bellos

Magic (if any): Fire, and Smithing(?)
Can read dwarven runes

Worship (if any): Avantos