Alaric is a towering figure of a man with skin like weathered leather and hair the color of fresh salt. His eyes are a piercing steel blue, and he bears a prominent scar across his left temple. He wears masterfully maintained plate armor that gleams with a silver sheen, accented by a deep crimson cape.

He is a man of few words and immense presence. Alaric carries the gravity of a general and the warmth of a grandfather. He is patient, disciplined, and holds himself to a code of conduct that is unbreakable. He believes that true power is found in the service of others and the preservation of order.

Alaric rose from a humble conscript to the Grand Marshal of the Iron Sovereignty, leading armies through the darkest eras of the realm. He spent four decades on the front lines, facing everything from simple orc raids to world-threatening extraplanar invasions. His legend was built not on bloodlust, but on the fact that he never abandoned a single soldier under his command, often holding the breach personally while his men retreated to safety. After the Great Peace was signed, Alaric resigned his commission to wander the countryside. He realized that while the wars of kings were over, the common folk still needed a protector against the monsters that roam the dark. He now travels alone, a titan of war seeking to ensure that the peace he bled for is never truly lost.