A grim, bald man in medieval armor with a cross on his chest and scarred hands stands in a desolate, foggy landscape.

Grimdark medieval. Baelric is gaunt to the point of austerity, his frame suggesting a man who has long denied himself comfort as a form of penance. His face is deeply lined, weathered by campaigns in harsh terrain, with pale eyes that carry the flat, assessing quality of someone who has learned to measure people quickly and coldly. He wears scarred iron armor over a priest's vestments, the two identities fused into one unsettling whole. Old burn scars mark his hands, and he moves with the deliberate economy of a soldier who has never fully left the battlefield. Ver más