In his hand were some papers, on his person, was a brown leather coat and matching breeches that were embroidered with a finely spun silver thread. His under-garments (if you could have seen them) were fine flax. He looked important - he was important - and he carried himself with the nobility of a god.
Arnold was one of the most senior of the dwarves (hence the name of his family) and took his position amongst this group very seriously.
In the parts where he came from, his people were sensitive and responsive to the Physical World in ways that brought them concern during those historic crescendos of calamity.
They were protective of all living things - be them rock, plant, animal, fey, or mortal.
Rarely did they have direct communication with ordinary men and women due to the fact that they simply could not be seen by them. But they often visited and conversed in dreams where folk would wake remembering deep conversations that had come and gone with the night.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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