Sgt Aron Garrett
Fighter
Sgt Aron Garrett
Species
Human
Appearance
A compact tower of muscle cloaked in scarred, well-kept armor that has seen a hundred campaigns. His black hair is tied in a loose, low ponytail that always looks slightly windblown. His long black beard is braided once with a single leather thong and threaded with a dull iron bead shaped like a broken spearhead. The armor is matte and dark, patched at the left pauldron and shin where the metal has been hammered back into true shape more than once. He moves with the economy of a man who measures risk and reward by the tilt of a shoulder; when listening his head inclines like a captain reading a map. Unexpectedly, he keeps a pristine white linen kerchief tucked under his breastplate, folded so its clean edge shows - an old superstition of a lost friend who liked neat things.
“Plain and economical. Avoids flourish unless subtle sarcasm is needed.”
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Distinguishing Features
Jagged scar across left ribs
Black beard with an iron bead shaped like a spearhead
Pristine white kerchief tucked beneath armor
Voice
“Low and measured; can turn into a terse bark on the battlefield”
Clothing
Worn steel breastplate and greaves over a dark leather jerkin, heavy wool cloak the color of storm clouds, well-oiled leather boots, and a white linen kerchief folded under the cuirass. Inside his cloak a faded pennant from his original company is hidden.
Body Language
Still and compact when at rest, like a coiled spring; when he speaks he leans in, as if his words are small orders to be obeyed. He rubs his thumb over the iron bead in his beard when thinking.
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