Gawl
Gawl serves as the first-level jailkeep of the Pit, a role he treats with grim pride. Broad-shouldered and thick-furred even in his calmer hours, he carries the weight of his ursinthropy without shame, viewing it as a blessing granted to the Bear Cult rather than a curse. His vigilance is unrelenting; he walks the corridors with a quiet intensity, ears attuned to every scrape of chain or distant roar from below.
He and his brother Gor share a bond forged in harsh rites and harder choices. Though Gor fights in the depths as one of the cult’s brutal enforcers, Gawl’s place at the threshold is no less important. Anyone trying to pass—out or in—meets his steady gaze first, and few find the courage to challenge it.
He and his brother Gor share a bond forged in harsh rites and harder choices. Though Gor fights in the depths as one of the cult’s brutal enforcers, Gawl’s place at the threshold is no less important. Anyone trying to pass—out or in—meets his steady gaze first, and few find the courage to challenge it.
