Béroki is a towering Gold Dragonborn with scales that shimmer like burnished bronze under the sun. His eyes are molten amber, and he carries himself with a rigid, almost statue like grace. He wears heavy chain mail draped in white and gold vestments, always meticulously clean. When he is angered or particularly focused, small wisps of smoke curl from his nostrils.

He is a soul of quiet intensity and unwavering discipline. Béroki treats every interaction as a sacred duty, speaking with a softness that belies his physical power. He is prone to citing scripture during casual meals and believes that every small act of kindness is a stone in the foundation of a better world.

Béroki was abandoned at the steps of the Temple of the Platinum Dragon as a hatchling, his only possession a small piece of vellum written in Draconic that simply said 'Serve.' He was raised by the acolytes and monks, spending his youth illuminating holy texts and polishing the silver censers. While he loved the peace of the temple, the golden fire in his blood burned for more than just prayer. He felt the calling to be the sword that protects the shield, not just the voice that sings the hymns. At the age of twenty, he took the Oath of Devotion under the midday sun, swearing to be a beacon for those lost in the shadows. He left the temple with nothing but his faith and his steel, traveling the realms to purge corruption and restore hope. He views his draconic lineage not as a source of pride, but as a gift from the divine meant to be used in the service of justice.