| Miron Segras Ironwrit Steelsprocket |
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| Righteous Midget | |
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| Nicknames: Swillbucket | |
| Race: Gnome | |
| Gender: Male | |
| Born: Damarron 18th, 1073 CA | |
| Home Region: Charred Veld | |
| Age: 147 | |
| Class: Archivist | |
| Eye color: Gray | |
| Hair color: Dark brown | |
| Party Status: Inactive | |
| Affiliation: Leaden Mace Society (Inquisitor) |
Miron Segras Ironwrit Steelsprocket is an inquisitor of the Leaden Mace Society, a group of Kellon justice-seekers who prefer to bring the fight to the dark forces of the world rather than wait for them to strike. To this end, he researches divine magics, paying homage to St. Cuthbert, yet not receiving spells from him in the same way that a cleric would. A survivor of the fall of Kemmer, Miron is naturally highly suspicious of drow and duergar, a sentiment he tends to extend to even allied drow like Sszeyl of Orgolloyss.
He is fond of alcohol, rhymes, profuse swearing, and has a deep sense of collegiality with his fellows serving the Leaden Mace. Due to length of service and fairly frequent transfers, he has relatively extensive knowledge of the Charred Veld region, and considers it his home. Though devoted to law and order, Miron is a pragmatist and does not hesitate to use less savoury means or hell-borne powers if it facilitates the accomplishment of whatever task was set to him from above.
He is yandere for the Leaden Mace command.
Asides from Inquisitor Lazarus, (one of his best friends with whom he shares barely any common trait) he has befriended Swallowtail, an Amayan agent intended by the Sarganos as a sacrificial victim, and since recently has somewhat warmed up to Sszeyl himself, due to the two sharing a devotion to the law. During his visit to Braxton Falls, Inquisitor Steelsprocket became infatuated with one of his superiors, Senior Analyst Gradia Thorngage.
Initially joining the party along with Thomas Lazarus during the Blackskulls encounter, he has introduced the party to the Castleton Leaden Mace Society branch, for which they ended up doing a fair share of contract work. After the events taking place at Castle Ossyluth (which he mostly missed due to coming down with a slime infection), he became something of a permanent fixture in the party due to Commander Ashmore's orders regarding the state of Sszeyl of Orgolloyss or rather the unwanted visitor in his head.
His relationship with a significant part of the Guardians became strained after visit to Braxton Falls and Thalinde, as a result of them allying themselves with the Sun Raiders, a number of whom are known criminals. Under orders from Braxton Falls, he an Inquisitor Geas attempted to collect scrying tokens from one such, a drow by the name of Altonor - an operation which due to a stroke of bad luck ended up in drow-induced injury to both involved inquisitors.
After the return to Castleton, he ended up transferred to Braxton Falls to lend his expertise to deal with their problems with the undead, however, a joint operation between Braxton and Yoriver Mace branches to capture Altonor has brought him (along with Senior Analyst Thorngage and Inquisitor "Marty") together with the Guardians once again.
History:
Miron Segras Ironwrit Steelsprocket was born to a family of Goran Steelsprocket, and Radana Stillpot on 18th Damarron 1073 as a second child, having an older brother Radorad.
Miron had a reasonably common gnomish childhood, spending time with other kids, or his family's glass foundry, helping out and learning the ropes. However, the most interesting to the young gnome wasn't the red hot glass and intricate machinery used for blow moulding, but visits of gnomish alchemy maesters, coming in to either order specialty vessels, or to resupply their labs with the common ones when an experiment went wrong, with amusing tales and pockets full of spell and potion components. This wasn't ignored by his family, and given that growing Miron was reasonably bright and studious, and that his older brother was deemed far more suited to take over the family trade, he got into apprenticeship to one such alchemist, a remote relative of his mother's sister's husband, Maester Glavan Coaldust. In his service, Miron received the name Ironwrit, due to being reliable but somewhat set in his ways. Maester Coaldust was reasonably content with him and life went on well - Miron studied alchemy, reading and writing in gnomish and Common, and basic spellcrafting. However, before he could finish his apprenticeship, the war, and subsequent fall of Kemmer came around.
The war, starting in 1094, with both sides doing business with Kemmer brought good ,but busy times to Coaldust's business. At the time of the attack on Kemmer, Miron, two other apprentices, and his master were still busy preparing potion batch due next morning.
Probably due to the lights being on, three drow entered and attempted to take the building over.The fight ended with the drow, Maester Coaldust and two of the apprentices dead, Miron injured, and the lab on fire from an Alchemist's Fire potion. Extinguishing the fire, and dunking a healing potion, Miron ran off to the nearest watchhouse to report his maester's murder. When he arrived, the watchmen were dead and the bells apparature jammed. Noticing something is badly amiss, and not being able to ring the bells, the only thing occuring to him was to arm himself, go home and warn his family, about an hour and half of walking away. Fighting has began breaking out outside by the point he got anywhere near, Miron ran into a bunch of drow who unsurprisingly attempted to kill him, and would have succeeded if he didn't trip, and roll down into someone's coal shed, hitting the floor with a resounding crunch. Glass shards in backside reminded him of the potions he was carrying - he drank the ones remaining whole, and under the influence of an odd assortment of buffs, panic, and a head injury, headed home. He never arrived.. instead, a dwarven patrol found him injured, dirty and babbling something about tall black men several days later outside the city.
By the time their cleric fixed him up, Kemmer was no more. After the dwarves interrogated him, they explained him the situation, and recruited him into the army. After a short training, he was assigned to the army's supply depot as a skilled worker due to age and size. Miron acquired a liking of ale as means of going to sleep without seeing drow assasins in every corner, and gained the dwarves trust by being serious and a hard worker - every potion, torch, or firebomb he made brought the end of Ezzebek closer, and let him forget his failure to save anyone but himself.
The end of the war wasn't an improvement for him, rather the opposite - the army units were disbanded, and his profession wasn't in high demand either. For months, Miron just drifted along, doing odd jobs, and getting drunk, until he came about a Leaden Mace recruitment poster, calling anyone willing to arms to deal with a number of settlement raids up north, evidence pointint they might be leftovers of Lolth's cult. Much like a bull shown red clo… the arse of a toreador that stabbed him , he rushed off to report to the nearest branch office, where the recruitment officer, Senior Inquisitor Alaric Dellode nodded a few times at the 'short, sickly dwarf', uttered "He knows how to read and write, he'll make a good enough inquisitor-archivist." By the time he was a Junior Inquisitor, Miron became a follower of Saint Cuthbert, and became known for his glum demeanor, hate of the drow, zealotry and paranoia, and eventually known as "Morose Miron",behind his back by some less hardline inquisitors, which boils down to everyone not a dwarf. Either way, Miron trained, aged and grew more useful on the job, and by the time he was about 50, most of the inquisitors who were around when he joined were retired, dead, or got more-less used to his personality. In the end, it was his paranoia which got him a promotion - his stalwart, and totally baseless belief that a set of werewolf attacks were caused by revanchist drow plotting caused him to discover (and later almost get killed by) a sizable Erythnul cult who actually were behind it.
In the years following his promotion, Miron slowly began to treat ancient lore as more than yet another tool he can put to service of his faith, and his newfound interest along with simply time and age caused him to calm down and become slightly easier to get along with. He travelled over most Mace branches in Charred Veld, and the north overall, studying and working with their records (this is when he learned passable Draconic, and most of the lore he knows.) as well as doing his usual Inquisitor-archivist duties rather successfully. Eventually, he was among the number of inquisitors sent to aid the Castleton (or "Big C") Leaden Mace branch after a round of retirement and casualties caused them to run on unusually low numbers.
It was there when he met the Vigilant Guardians after investigating reports of an unknown, relatively young gnome being seen in the city.