Frankarsgard

Frankarsgard is a lupus who serves as a gatekeeper in Fireboro, capital of the Republic of Fireboro, and helps maintain order throughout the city. He’s a reassuring presence to the citizens; it’s often said that as long as Frankarsgard is on watch, the streets of Fireboro are safe.

Off duty, he’s just as intense, only his weapons are replaced with tankards. He’s a legend in the brewhouses, known for outdrinking ogres and starting singalongs with perfect strangers. Nearly every barkeep in the capital knows him by name, and most have a stool saved just in case he stumbles in.

His pack was one of many drawn by the republic’s open borders and merit-based ideals. In a society that values service and discipline, the lupi found ready places in garrisons and civil posts throughout the settlements that ring the massive caldera. Frankarsgard came of age among the capital’s watchposts and drills, learning early what it meant to protect something worth keeping.

Now, his brown and gray fur, paired with striking red and gold armor, is a familiar sight around the capital. He’s a loyal guardian with a howl in his heart, a beer in his hand, and no idea how he got on that roof last night.