Hello! This is Ordhan, having finally given in to the secondary character bug that bit me ages ago.
May I present to you Demetir Jorunn, a sewwenteen eighteen-year-old surface dwarf. Formerly a promising lad of the warrior caste, he's been stuck on the surface ever since a dare gone wrong got him shut out of Orzammar. The time since then has been spent keeping pigs for an elderly human woman--quite the step down from the pampered lifestyle he had known, but it kept food in his stomach, and while hard of hearing and a little senile, the woman was someone to talk to. Her recent death left him wandering again. The rumors of increasing Darkspawn activity have stirred memories of an honorable heritage and the destiny he was trained for. This time, he hopes to find something to do with himself grander than being a swineherd.
Demetir is a pest, a showoff, and as clingy as heck, but far from useless. Among the few remaining possessions from Orzammar are his twin daggers, and he took care to never forget the instruction he received. He's also very good at being inwwisible stealthy if you can get him to stop talking for long enough.
There's a bit more about him in my bite-sized bio. I'm hoping to aim him at Group 1, but will be figuring that out soon. I'm looking forward to inflicting him upon you all!