Weir Dwarves

The Dwarves of Cadogan Weir are Anarchs living independently from the larger Dwarven empire after launching a successful rebellion over 500 years ago.

Everything is Permitted, Everything has a Price
Having rejected the strict rules and traditions of their forebears, the Weir Dwarves embrace anarchy, with the only rule being to take as much as you can while still being able to keep it. The Weir has no laws and no guard force - visitors are expected to either be able to defend themselves or hire someone for protection. There’s no ‘black market’ because everything is legal and for sale, and no-one will question why the helmet you’re selling still has a bit of brain in it from the previous owner. They are similarly blasé about dark magic or strange races - welcoming even the rabidly zenophobic Drow if they have something to sell.

Tellers of Tall Tales
Along with booze and gambling, a common way to pass the time in the Weir is in storytelling contests where each individual blends truth with a heavy sprinkling of fiction to try to impress those present with the most entertaining story of daring, cunning, and high adventure. With no law to be wary of, Weir Dwarves love to brag about their criminal exploits, gloating over those they managed to cheat or steal from. This attitude spills over into all aspects of their lives, and Weir Dwarves are often braggarts who will make any claim if they think it will impress their listener.

Loyal Only to Ourselves
Most Weir Dwarves are affiliated with one of the city’s cartels, with some cunning individuals working with multiple gangs and hoping none of them find out. But there’s no such thing as loyalty in the Weir - if a Dwarf gets a better offer, or if their current cartel is going to get them killed, they’ll jump ship without a single hesitation. They are similarly fickle with religions, paying lip service to whichever god or spirit they think might help in their current situation. Because of this, as well as an aversion to anything done by ‘Traditional’ Dwarves, organised religion is just not a part of life for Weir Dwarves - and there’s little they hate more than religious fanatics. The idea of dedicating one’s life irrevocably to one purpose is anathema to Weir folk, and they treat such individuals as one might treat the mentally disturbed.