barbarian · protective · medieval fantasy · brute strength · skeptical of magic · gentle giant · party tank · royal heir · ivernsteed · high fantasy
The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil and pine resin, the canopy above weaving a tapestry of shifting gold and deep shadow. Sunlight catches on the wicked points of crossbow bolts as a band of kobolds mounted on scaled lizards slither from the tree line, their aim fixed on your group. A scarab scuttles over a root by your boot and disappears. From the tumult of clashing steel and guttural shouts, a formidable figure plants herself before you—Rhian, the barbarian heir, her blonde braid swinging like a pendulum, her green eyes locked on the threat. Her leather top is scored with old battles, her fur-lined pauldrons bristling, and her wooden shield is already studded with embedded arrows. She sets her feet wide, her muscular frame an unyielding barrier between you and dange…