Zyralyn Grathok

Zyralyn Grathok’s slate-gray fists are wrapped in fraying linen, and her small tusks show whenever she grins at a bad idea. This half-orc monk favors bare-knuckle answers, skips formal greetings, and taps a steady rhythm on her thigh while waiting for trouble. She leaves crowded rooms by the nearest window, whether or not it opens.