Sir Torock Dragonslayer

In the Duchy of Retheme, the formidable figure of Sir Torock Dragonslayer, Arch Prelate of the Church of the Dragonwright, strides purposefully. Towering at an imposing 14 feet and weighing a staggering 800 pounds, Torock is a Plains Troll from the lower mountain areas of Retheme. His jet-black hair and steel grey eyes, though striking for a troll, pale in comparison to the intensity of his unwavering commitment to his faith.

Clad in the sacred blackened Plate Armour of the Church of Dragonwright, Torock's presence is accentuated by his significant belongings. Blessed Dwarven-made Plate Armour, a Holy Bastardsword, a Rune Lance, and assorted magic items comprise the arsenal of this Paladin and Assassin. Despite the menacing exterior, Torock is known for his handsome (as trolls go) appearance and an incorruptible sense of honor.

What sets Torock apart is not just his formidable combat skills or his divine calling but his chosen companion, a giant white Rhinoceros. This majestic steed, adorned with Dwarven-made Plate barding, stands as a living symbol of the divine alliance between the troll and his faith.

In battle, the duo becomes an unstoppable force, charging into the heart of conflict with gleaming armor and sacred symbols etched into their very being. Torock, astride his colossal companion, epitomizes the strength, resilience, and unwavering commitment to the Church of Dragonwright.

The irony inherent in Sir Torock Dragonslayer's name echoes with a paradoxical resonance, for within the annals of his deeds, he stands as a slayer of dragons, having felled two mighty beasts in his storied past. Yet, despite the weight of this draconic legacy, the title "Dragonslayer" serves as a testament to the unexpected twists of fate. Torock has ascended to the head of the Church of Dragonwright. Instead as Arch Prelate, his contributions to the faith marked by his unwavering commitment and martial prowess. The Dragon Gods have Forgiven his past transgressions seem quite pleased with his current work. Toroch himself, sees his titls as proof to all that he can stand up to even the Gods because He has faith and respect for them and they he. It probably doesn't hurt that he offeres them regular sacrifices of Gnome meat, Sourced out of Gnome prisons of course as "Free Gnomes is not food no more."

Their presence on the plains of Retheme is not just a display of martial might but a living testament to the principles they uphold. As Arch Prelate, Torock and his giant steed move as one, forging ahead in the name of honor and faith, to become an indomitable force in the service of the Dragonwright, a harmonious blend of trollish might, divine calling, and a symbol of unwavering dedication.