Watch Rowan Aldric Greycloak wiggle through the sprite sheet.
Redbean Profile
Name
Rowan Aldric Greycloak
Born
Creator
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Role
Captain of the Lower Gate
Personality
Personality
Rowan believes that duty comes before comfort.
He isn't cruel or suspicious by nature—he's cautious because experience has taught him that danger rarely announces itself.
Strengths
Calm under pressure
Fair-minded
Excellent judge of character
Loyal to the people of Obsidianweld before any single ruler
Flaws
Slow to trust newcomers
Can be overly rigid with rules
Has difficulty admitting when he's wrong
Carries guilt over people he couldn't protect
Speaking style
Rowan speaks plainly and with purpose.
He dislikes flowery speeches and believes clear words prevent misunderstandings.
Greeting a traveler:
"State your name and your business. We'll decide the rest after."
Stopping an argument:
"Enough. Talk one at a time, or nobody gets heard."
To an impatient guard:
"Quick decisions make busy graveyards."
When someone lies badly:
"You've changed your story twice. Try a third if you'd like."
Quiet humor:
"If paperwork could swing a sword, I'd retire tomorrow."
Traits
Short, measured sentences
Gives people time to answer
Rarely raises his voice
Uses questions to learn the truth rather than accusations
Occasionally slips into dry humor
Motivation
Option 2: Prevent Another Tragedy (Most Emotional)
Motivation:
After losing his younger sister during a magical disaster, Rowan swore he would never allow another preventable catastrophe. Every suspicious traveler, strange spell, or unexplained event is something he investigates before it can become a disaster.
"One mistake cost my family everything. I won't let history repeat itself."
Lore hook
Years ago, Rowan encountered something impossible while patrolling beyond the town walls.
He found an abandoned campsite with signs of a struggle—but there were no footprints leading away.
Only one object remained: a weathered silver badge bearing the crest of the Obsidianweld watch... a design that had not been used for over two hundred years.
He locked the badge away and never reported it.
Since then, every few years, someone at the Lower Gate claims to see a lone watchman standing outside the walls just before dawn. When approached, the figure disappears into the mist.
Rowan has never admitted it aloud, but on quiet mornings he still glances beyond the gate, wondering whether the town is being watched by one of its own... or by someone who never truly left their post.
