Darik “Stone-Eye” is a dwarf of few words and sharp dealings. With a weathered face, braided iron-gray beard, and a mechanical leg that hums softly with each step, he commands quiet respect in the shadowed corners of the Gloom Age. Beneath his dark layered cloak and reinforced leather garb lie countless pockets — and even more secrets.

Once a feared enforcer in the undercity, Darik now runs a potion shop that feels more like a vault than a storefront. Each vial behind him glows faintly, each label written in a code only he seems to understand. He doesn’t sell what you want — he sells what you didn’t know you needed, and he always knows how to make you pay more than it’s worth… because he’s the only one who has it.

Darik doesn’t care where you come from, what you’ve done, or who you’ve crossed — if you bring him results, you’re in. His alliances are built on usefulness, not honor, and he’s made deals with smugglers, rebels, and enforcers alike. In his eyes, loyalty is a currency like any other: rare, volatile, and only valuable when it’s profitable.

Darik protects his own with brutal cunning. But betray him, and you’ll find out why they still whisper his name in the darker alleys.