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Helga Ironwall

A dwarven veteran of the Drakkenheim garrison who survived the meteor impact and the horrors that followed. Helga has spent years fighting contaminated monsters in the ruins, and she knows the dead city's streets better than anyone still breathing.

Level 3
Species

Dwarf

Class

Fighter (Champion)

Background

Guard

Alignment

Neutral Good

Ability Scores

STR

17

+3

DEX

10

+0

CON

16

+3

INT

10

+0

WIS

14

+2

CHA

8

-1

Skill Proficiencies

Athletics
Intimidation
Perception
Survival

Character Details

Backstory

Helga was a sergeant in the Drakkenheim City Watch the night the sky split open and a meteor struck the city. She pulled seven people from the rubble before the contamination started spreading and the dead began to rise. In the chaos that followed, she organized the survivors and led them to safety outside the blast zone. Now, years later, Helga serves as a guide and protector for salvage teams that enter the contaminated ruins. She has lost count of how many companions she's buried, how many contaminated horrors she's put down, and how many cups of dwarven ale she's needed to sleep through the nightmares. But she keeps going back, because someone has to.

Personality Trait

"I count heads every ten minutes. If the number drops, we have a problem."

Ideal

"Protection. The ruins will kill you if you're careless. I keep people alive."

Bond

"Drakkenheim was my city. I will not let it be forgotten or abandoned to monsters."

Flaw

"I've lost so many people that I keep everyone at arm's length. Getting close hurts too much."

Appearance

Gender

Female

Age

108

Height

4'3"

Weight

155 lbs

Eyes

Granite gray

Skin

Weather-beaten brown, with a contamination scar on her left shoulder

Hair

Iron gray, cropped short for practicality

A stocky, no-nonsense dwarf in battered plate armor that bears the faded crest of the Drakkenheim City Watch. A heavy warhammer hangs at her side, its head stained with violet residue from contaminated creatures. Her face is a map of scars and worry lines, and her eyes have the thousand-yard stare of a veteran who has seen too much.