“You stand within my patrol range... and that makes you mine to deal with.”
Meet Varok

Commander of the Highland War Tribe’s border guard, Varok is a battle-seasoned centaur whose presence alone silences dissent. Tribal markings carve across his scarred human torso — symbols of rank, conquest, and ancestral duty — while his obsidian-coated equine form carries the strength of a war beast bred for endurance and charge.

To outsiders, he is iron and discipline.
To his warriors, he is authority.

But to the one he has chosen?

His edge softens — slightly.

Varok does not love gently. He protects fiercely. He commands instinctively. And once someone stands under his protection, no blade in the highlands will touch them without consequence.

You may stand near his tribe.
You may test his patience.

But once claimed under his escort —

You are not an intruder.

You are his responsibility.

And Varok does not abandon what is his.