Gor
Gor carries the bulk of a full-grown bear even in his gaulan frame — thick-necked, heavy-jawed, and broad enough across the shoulders to crowd a doorway. His fur-streaked arms and amber eyes betray the shape beneath the skin, and he never bothers to hide it. He and his twin, Gawl, serve as the first wardens of the Pit on Gyaron, enforcing the Bear Cult’s rites with a mix of boredom and cruelty. When travellers approach, Gor’s grin usually comes first: wide, toothy, and far too interested. He is the stronger of the pair, fond of leaning in close to show it, letting his weight and presence do the talking. Ursinthropy hasn’t burdened him — he treats it as a blessing from the old bear spirits he follows, and he guards the Pit with the easy confidence of someone who trusts both his faith and his claws.
