Rogar, Dragon Slayer, Giant Slayer, Drunk, all round charmer.


Battle-scared and weary, there is nothing Rogar loves more than a tankard of ale (or any other alcoholic beverage)…except maybe cleaving his Axe through Giants, Kobolds, Bandits…well anything that takes his fancy.

Rogar has spent much of his life neglecting society and living wherever he pleases, more recently the forest, to avoid unwanted visitors… that is until Fey creatures started bothering him.

Begrudgingly travelling with his newest companions for promises of riches… and the constant opportunity to test out his Axe.

Recent discoveries of Gold and Silver in Sairathis has drawn the attention of the Dwarf, who will mass armies in the mines defence if required.


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