Freyian

Elf / Paladin

Submitted character story

You are a protector who leads through The Blackfen, through patience, through calculating every cost before others pay it. What brought you back was knowing the dock meant survival, that your torn hand bought their escape, that sacrifice has arithmetic. You carry the weight of every moment you chose to endure rather than strike, every wound taken so the blow never landed on someone weaker. The table will remember you as the paladin who never broke first, who stood when standing was the last terrible option left.

Defining moment: Fighting the warlock in the city being overrun by the undead leading survivors to the dock to escape.  The fell hound biting his fingers off and tearing his arm open while before he summoned the last of his strength to cut the warlock down and give everyone the chance to escape.

Never breaks first