Jenthur Vrakthas

Jenthur Vrakthas wears a dented breastplate over mottled war-scarred hide, straps tightened with brass buckles he polishes between raids. He keeps his helmet upside-down on his pack to keep the chinstrap from tangling in sleep. When a fight starts, he counts allies under his breath and shouts orders to stop friendly fire. His greataxe has a notched haft for every oath he’s enforced.