Rogar Stone-Guard
Fighter 13, Battle Master, Ranger 4, Monster Slayer
Rogar Stone-Guard
Species
Goliath
Appearance
Rogar is a towering goliath whose ash-grey skin resembles weathered granite warmed by a low fire. Frost-bleached tribal scars cross his shoulders in branching lines, while a newer scar cuts from the corner of his mouth to his jaw. His movements are unexpectedly quiet for a man of his size. He steps with the careful weight of someone crossing thin ice, then explodes into sudden, economical violence when danger appears. His broad hands are permanently blackened around the nails by beacon soot, and his beard is braided with tiny brass hooks salvaged from broken signal mechanisms. He leaves people with the impression of a mountain that has learned patience. The contradictory detail is his smile, which is soft, shy, and almost boyish when he thinks nobody is watching.
“Low, gravelly, and measured. Rogar speaks as if every sentence must survive a gale.”
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Distinguishing Features
Frost-bleached tribal scars spread across his shoulders like cracked river ice.
A brass hook is braided into his beard for every beacon tower he has personally relit.
His left ear is missing its upper rim, bitten off by a cave wyrm.
His battleaxe has a wedge-shaped notch for every life saved during a major evacuation.
His hands and fingernails are permanently stained with beacon soot.
Voice
“A deep, weathered baritone with a faint rasp, like gravel dragged across iron. In battle it becomes a bell-like roar that carries through snow and stone; in private it drops nearly to a whisper.”
Clothing
Thick iron-plated chainmail beneath a weathered canvas travel cloak stained with grease, salt, and beacon ash. His cloak is patched with scraps of old signal flags. He wears fur-lined boots, reinforced gloves, a belt of climbing hooks, and a red wool scarf belonging to a dead recruit.
Body Language
Rogar stands with his shoulders angled toward the nearest exit or stairwell, as though perpetually accounting for evacuation routes. He rests one hand on his battleaxe when uncertain, not threateningly but as if checking that an old friend remains present. When pleased, he rubs soot between his thumb and forefinger. When furious, he becomes utterly still.
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