Martis is a sturdy gnome with weathered, tan skin and focused brown eyes. He wears a set of worn scale mail over his military fatigues, often adorned with leather straps holding various tools. His salt-and-pepper hair and beard are kept short and practical for the field.

Martis speaks with the clipped, direct cadence of a soldier. He prefers practical solutions to theoretical problems and has little patience for grand standing or flowery language. He is fiercely protective of his friends and treats adventuring with the same tactical rigor as a military operation.

Martis was never the brightest student in the Clockwork Academy. While his peers calculated the velocity of steam, Martis was busy reinforcing the hinges on the laboratory doors. His practical nature led him to the army, where he served as a sapper for a heavy infantry company. He spent his years in the muddy trenches, keeping the engines of war running and using his minor magical talents to ensure the frontline equipment did not fail under pressure. After his unit was disbanded following a messy border dispute, Martis found himself adrift. He realized that the world needed fixing, much like a rusted gear in a siege engine. He turned his focus toward adventuring, carrying his mason tools and a trusty mace. He now travels the lands, seeking to protect the common folk with the same grit he showed on the battlefield.