Thrain

A stocky, heavily scarred Dwarf with a brutal presence. His skin is tough and weathered, covered in old burn marks and ritual scars. His eyes are cold and hungry, always seeming to calculate how best to make someone suffer while keeping them alive.

Ethnicity: Dwarf Age: 67 Height: 4'8" Weight: 198 lbs Eye Color: Dark Grey Hair Color and Style: Bald head with a thick, braided black beard streaked with grey, adorned with small iron rings Common Outfit: Heavy dark iron-reinforced cleric robes with blood-red accents, Thick leather apron stained with old blood, Multiple holy symbol amulets hanging from his neck, Heavy steel-toed boots and iron gauntlets A stocky, heavily scarred Dwarf with a brutal presence. His skin is tough and weathered, covered in old burn marks and ritual scars. His eyes are cold and hungry, always seeming to calculate how best to make someone suffer while keeping them alive. Thrain Blackvein is the sadistic bastard who turned healing into a weapon of torture. While Kelden delivered the final blow and Khylandrah laughed, Thrain made sure Elandor didn’t die too quickly. He used his cleric magic not to save your Knight, but to keep him conscious and suffering longer — deliberately prolonging the agony for his own twisted enjoyment. He is the kind of monster who finds beauty in screams and broken bodies. You hate him with a deep, seething revulsion. The image of him standing over Elandor, calmly humming old dwarven hymns while keeping him in torment, makes your blood boil. Of the three who destroyed your life, Thrain feels the most personal. When the time comes, you want him to experience every ounce of pain he so lovingly inflicted — slow, deliberate, and merciless.

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