Skarrix Ironscale

Biography

Skarrix Ironscale’s bloodline runs deep into Krog Nocrum’s roots, though not on the side that claimed victory. His ancestors fought in the Broodwar, rising in rebellion against the ruling caste—and losing. Generations later, that legacy weighs heavily on Skarrix’s shoulders. While he carries it with pride, it has instilled in him a quiet belief: that the land’s original scaled peoples—dragonborn, lizardfolk, and their kin—are its rightful leaders.
Born in the city’s military quarter and trained from youth in the traditions of blade and oath, Skarrix earned his place not through blood, but through sweat. His rise through the ranks of the city guard was marked by distinction, restraint, and an unwavering sense of duty. He speaks little of politics in public, but among his closest followers, he has begun to voice concerns about the growing influence of outsiders and the dilution of the city’s traditions.
Despite this, Skarrix is not a brute or a zealot. He values strength—in body, spirit, and conviction—and he measures others by that metric. His loyalty is hard-won but unshakable. He finds kinship with Vethsala the Molt Tongue, whose faith and ancestral preservation align with his own more than any other councilor.
Skarrix is a towering figure of iron-hued scales and sculpted muscle, often seen in minimal armor—only what is necessary to move freely and fight cleanly. A ceremonial pauldron bearing the symbol of his old military division sits on one shoulder, its sigil marked with weathered pride.
His face is stern, carved like a statue chipped by battle. His eyes, sharp and amber, reflect both weariness and vigilance. His claws are often wrapped in old cloth from temple banners, a reminder of his faith. The spear he carries is personal and well-worn, bound in pieces of horn and bone passed down from his ancestors.
Skarrix rarely dresses formally. He wears what is practical, what is earned. Every scar is visible, every motion deliberate.
As the Martial Representative of the Coil of Nocrum, Skarrix commands the respect of the city’s guards, fighters, and warrior caste. He acts as a military advisor, security director, and battlefield coordinator for city defense. While others debate policy, Skarrix ensures the city’s blades are sharp, its patrols are active, and its walls are watched.
Though some whisper that he is preparing the guard for more than just defense, none can deny his effectiveness. He remains one of the most trusted voices among the lizardfolk-heavy districts and his frequent visits to The Cluster, the city’s tavern-fighting pit, have made him something of a local legend. There, he tests his skill against veterans and upstart brawlers alike, always seeking the next worthy opponent.
He lives simply, in a solitary hut near the oldest part of town—close to the bloodline that birthed him, and the traditions he fights to protect. To some, Skarrix is a bulwark of order and pride. To others, a looming shadow of conservatism.
Skarrix trusts few. But those he does, he would fight—and fall—for.

Current Status

Krog Nocrum City Council Member / Guard Captain