Prompt
Appearance: Iron Hands is a grizzled, weathered dwarf, his skin a deep bronze hue, sun-touched and worn from years under the relentless desert sun of the Hellfurnace Mountains. His beard is long, streaked with silver and gold, but rough and unkempt, much like the harsh environment he calls home. Wrinkles crease his brow and around his eyes, which hold a sharp, unyielding gaze—deep and calculating. His face carries the weight of countless years of hardship, a grim expression that rarely softens.