The Oldfang 3
The Oldfang are a lineage steeped in honor, strength, and dignity, but their ranks are far from uniform. Each carries the mark of their own legend, whether born of beast, knight, or prophet. This gathering highlights some of the most distinctive among them: a feral hunter with a feline’s patience, a cunning rogue whose wit is as sharp as his blade, and a faceless knight who embodies pure discipline. Alongside them stand the thunderous roar of a berserker and the quiet wisdom of a sage-general, proving once more that the Oldfang are bound not by sameness, but by a shared code that outlasts empires.
Sabbar the Untethered
A broad-shouldered tracker with the instincts of a great cat, Sabbar lives in two modes: calm as a napping house feline or feral as a tiger on the hunt. His paw-like hands and wide feline eyes make him an uncanny presence, though his temperament is often relaxed, until provoked. The Oldfang values him not for speeches or strategy, but for his unparalleled ferocity when the chase is on.
The Crescent Knave
Equal parts trickster, courtly rogue, and woodland mystic, the Crescent Knave carries himself with the flair of a jester and the cunning of a fox. His Oni-shaped helm and silvered tongue make him as much a performer as a warrior, and while his methods rarely follow tradition, his results earn him grudging respect. He is often the first to test an enemy’s defenses, and the last to give a straight answer.
Shoto the Unseen
Rigid and exacting, Shoto wears a blank mask that erases his face from sight, turning him into a symbol rather than a man. His bearing is knightly, his manner severe, and his swordplay leaves no room for frivolity. Where others of the Oldfang wander between honor and instinct, Shoto stands as the unbending pillar: measured, disciplined, and unyielding in both combat and judgment.
Bjorn “Beastbeard” Alric
With the bulk of a berserker and the wild mane of a mountain bear, Bjorn Alric is as direct as his axe is heavy. His laughter booms as loudly as his war cries, and though his presence is intimidating, his loyalty is carved deep as oak. Whether brawling in a tavern or charging into battle, Beastbeard embodies the raw, unrefined strength that anchors the Oldfang’s honor.
Prophet-Knight Khashan
Once a knight, now a sage, Khashan’s wisdom is tempered by the living relic bound to his arm; a shifting amoebic entity that serves as tool, weapon, and omen alike. Calm and deliberate, he carries himself as both general and philosopher, his decisions guided as much by vision as by strategy. To the Oldfang, he is a voice of foresight and a reminder that even warriors must sometimes listen to the unknown.