Mama Chekhov's chief enforcer
The most burly dwarf anyone has ever seen. He seems to have a knife for every occasion. Generally wears dark clothing that lets him blend in with his surroundings in the warrens.
You rarely see Vlad unless you’ve done something to upset Mama Chekhov, and if you’ve upset Mama Chekhov, chances are you’re not going to be around long enough to tell anyone about it.
No one knows where Vlad came from, and no one has been brave enough to ask directly. Wild rumors of his origin abound, but those who’ve met him and lived have all seen the large round scars covering his forearms.