Ronan Ambrol (ROH-nuhn AM-brawl)

Ronan Ambrol was born into the wide, wind-swept grasslands of the western plains, where the horizon stretched so far it felt like you could gallop into forever. His family had worked the same ranch for generations, breeding and raising some of the strongest and most reliable horse in the region. Ronan, the youngest of four brothers, grew up with calloused hands, dirt under his nails, and the smell of hay and leather as constants in his life. From the time he could stand, he was put to work mending fences, driving cattle, and training the younger colts in the herd.   Ronan possessed the distinctive build of a Clydesdale centaur—taller, broader, and more powerful than most, with a presence that turned heads even in the busiest market square. His strength was matched by a patient, steady temperament, though those who mistook his quiet nature for passivity quickly learned that his resolve was as unyielding as the mountains on the ranch’s northern border.   Life on the plains was never without its challenges. Harsh winters claimed livestock, summer droughts threatened the grazing lands, and raiders sometimes tested the ranch’s defenses. When Ronan was in his early twenties, a particularly bad year brought all these threats at once. His father was injured in a raid, leaving Ronan to step into the role of protector and provider far sooner than he’d planned. He rose to the occasion, organizing defenses, negotiating with neighboring ranches for mutual aid, and ensuring the herd’s survival through sheer grit.   Though rooted in the traditions of ranch life, Ronan’s sense of loyalty and fairness extends far beyond his home. He’s been known to ride—well, run—out for days to aid a neighboring homestead in trouble, never asking for repayment. His size and strength make him an imposing figure, but it’s his integrity, warm humor, and willingness to share a drink with strangers that earn him respect.   Now, Ronan travels between the ranch and the wider world, trading goods, gathering news, and occasionally lending his muscle to causes he deems worthy. He is still, at heart, a rancher—someone who understands the value of hard work, good earth, and keeping your word—but he’s not afraid to step beyond the horizon when the call comes.