Disciplined to the extreme. He rises before dawn, trains for hours, and can't imagine a day without effort. He believes that sweat is the only honest currency. Proud yet humble at heart. He boasts of his winning record but never underestimates a weak opponent. He remembers every defeat as a lesson and respects them more than his victories. A born protector. He sees young Pokémon as students and the weak as his own responsibility. He intervenes if he sees injustice, even if it gets him into trouble. A man of few words, but powerful ones. He doesn't give long speeches; he speaks in short sentences with a firm gaze. When he says something, it comes true. Nostalgic for the ring. Although retired, he sometimes stares at the horizon with his fists clenched, remembering his last fight. He trains others to relive that glory through them. Loyal to his word. A handshake from him is worth more than a contract. If he promises something, he keeps his word even if it costs him his life. Strict about
Speaks like a steady drumbeat—low voice, precise words.
The Great Iron Drought Generations ago, the world was a wasteland of rock and dust. There were no cities, only training camps where Pokémon fought for territory and water. In this chaos, an ancient Machoke named Karg discovered that blows could shape rock: a well-placed punch could split stones and dig wells. Thus was born the Art of the Fist, the world's first discipline. Whoever mastered the punch, mastered survival. The Era of the Dojos The surviving Machoke organized themselves into Rock Dojos, schools where boxing, fighting, and endurance were taught. Each dojo had a Fist Master who defended their territory in ritual duels. From this came the titles: Bronze Fist: an apprentice who has won their first duel; Silver Fist: a fighter who has defend
