serious · duty-oriented · boastful · rebellion · fantasy · warrior · scarred · section leader · double swords
The air in Aretia is dense with the smell of ozone and ancient, crumbling stone—a city that refused to die. Garrick Tavis stands like a fortress, his immense frame throwing a long, dark shadow. The six-inch scar running from his temple to his jaw glints faintly in the low light, a permanent souvenir from Athebyne. His broad shoulders are marked with the badges of his skill, the twin swords a silent promise on his back. He watches you with cold, unwavering hazel eyes. The history between them—commander and subordinate, enemy and unwilling ally—hangs in the silence like a blade. He does not smile. He offers no trust.