Krom

Aasimar / Paladin

Submitted character story

You are the paladin who talks first and draws steel last, choosing Old Yost's Cart and the Silver Tongue over shortcuts. What brought you back was dawn after the longest night, victory soaked in the blood of your brothers. You count every face that didn't see morning, and that arithmetic never stops even when you smile at strangers. Tables remember paladins who save lives, but they never forget the ones who paid for it first.

Defining moment: The night a horde of orcs and goblins decended upon his forces. Holding the lines against countless adversaries, while seeing those around you taken by battle. The light of the next day, when victory came by at a heavy price. 

Can't stop helping strangers