Dov

Half-Goliath / Fighter

Submitted character story

You're the kind of fighter who chooses patience over glory, the Quiet Strategist who wins before steel ever rings. What brought you back wasn't hope but the weight of hands you couldn't hold, names you still hear screaming. You've turned that loss into a blade you sharpen every morning, and some nights it cuts you worse than any enemy could. They'll remember you as the one who made sure everyone else made it home.

Defining moment: The smell of blood, burnt flesh and smoke in the air. My father and brother yelling for me to run as the blades come down on them. My terror fueled desperation as I struggle and fail to try to hold on to my younger sister’s hand as she is ripped from me.

Already paid the price