Rotheon "Roe" Gearbit

Species: Aasimar

Class: Clockwork Soul Sorcerer

Gender: Nonbinary (uses they/them pronouns)

Sexuality: Asexual

Height: 6’8”

Weight: 200 lbs.

Age: Unknown (alive pre-Sundering)

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Backstory: Roe as a child was orphaned, who were their biological parents and what happened to them, only the fragments of the Material Plane shall truly know.

Roe’s early years truly began being under the guidance and tutorship of the deva, The Mourning Lord, Ashriel. Ashriel was like a father to Roe, teaching them all about life and what there was to know, as well as the small day-to-day activities. He taught them how to fly, how to write, to read ancient tomes, and how to braid their hair. He treated Roe like one of his own, hoping to have a mentor that could one day live up to his name.

As Roe grew older, they stumbled upon a rather large artisan gnome family with the surname of Gearbit on one of their daily outings. Roe was a giant compared to them, the family finding Roe’s height, curiosity to learn, and just outgoing nature exactly what they needed to get their gadgets out there to investors. They took Roe in, gave them a roof over their head (even if it was quite small), food in their stomach, and a new allowance of gold pieces. Money was still a foreign concept to them, but in due time they would truly learn that gold did in fact make the world go round.

On that fateful day, Roe was out on a task to retrieve a cluster of amethyst geodes for a new project that their adoptive family was working on, pulling and chipping away at the cavern walls the geodes were imbedded in. It is unsure how much time had passed when Roe pulled the last crystal out of the wall, landing on their behind with a thud as the crystal fell in their hands. They took a short rest on the cavern floor, their arms aching with pain when the faint sound of voices and footsteps could be heard making their way towards Roe, slowly getting louder and louder. Knowing what they know now, Roe should have stood up and ran out of the cavern and never looked back, but as curiosity killed the cat, it also nearly killed Roe. The voices were now nearly on top of Roe as they slowly rose to their feet, crystal still in hand, a troupe of Shadowfell fascists heading straight towards them. They never had any time to process what that troupe was doing there before the general pointed a finger at Roe, an evil smirk on his lips. “That one right there.” he said as his voice echoed off the cave walls, and with a quick wave of the mage’s hand right next to the general, a beam of energy shot right at Roe, their face contorting with fear as everything went black.

The Sundering came and went, what shard Roe’s stone being had ended up on, no one can truly know, all one can know is that a group of ragtag mercenaries had found them and took them into their own collection.

The mercenaries had made a stop at The Roadhouse, causing quite the scene as combat ensued, the mercenaries getting their butts kicked by the Homeshard Heroes and fleeing with their tail between their legs, leaving Roe’s stone body in their caravan they had left behind along with plenty of vials of basilisk’s spit. Using that same spit, the Homeshard Heroes begrudgingly lathered their hands with the liquid and freed Roe from their stoney prison. It was quite the shock to Roe, waking up from many many years in the darkness, to be covered in basilisk’s spit, lying in an unknown place. It was only after finding out how long it had truly been and what happened to the different planes that the cold and harsh truth of everything sank in. Their adoptive family was most certainly dead, they had no remaining family left, no home to return to… it was a hard adjustment.

With the help and friendliness of the Homeshard Heroes, Roe found their place in the chaotic dynamic, making many a friend with their fellow teammates. Even if none of the Heroes were blood related, they still came to be Roe’s family, a true found family.

As Roe was finally growing adjusted to their new life, only then did the past have to reappear once more in the form of their mentor, Ashriel. He had written a letter to Roe, the contents of which they refuse to share with anyone, that brought back all the repressed depression and sadness that had plagued them when they were freed from their petrification. They considered the contents of the letter, though when Ashriel appeared to them in a vision during a fight against a fellow general that he stood with, he asked Roe to rule the Shards with him, that they would be mighty, he being the sword of darkness, and Roe being the sword of light and order. Order would not want that leadership alone, so Roe declined, Ashriel in an outburst wishing death upon Roe, and since that day forth, no communication has been heard from the deva. Perhaps that is for the best. Though Roe, in their newfound anger for their long lost mentor, recently purchased a property in the shard of the Flaygallows, finding themselves drawn to the history that lie deep both in the soil and under it. They hope to find out more about Ashriel, what had caused him to become evil (perhaps he was always that way and Roe never knew), and hopefully to learn some weaknesses, for when the day comes that they face eachother in combat, Roe will make Ashriel feel what the Order has in store for him. Roe also aspires to be the town healer for the Flaygallows, helping sick people and helping the townspeople as well, hoping to get to know them better and perhaps bring even more color to their grey town.

Roe has two dinosaur companions, the first being Terra, a pygmy stegosaurus with a black hole sized stomach with a heart of gold. Roe named Terra after a terrasque, a being that once brought great calamity to the Material Plane. Roe thought the spikes that laid upon Terra’s back and the color of his scales matched more than the destruction part, though he does love to tear into the corners of their couch. Lil Val the Spike Jr., Val or Spike for short, is an ankylosaurus that Roe adopted so that their fellow Heroes no longer berated them for trying to frontline on the battlefield (even if they still do sometimes). Spike is a gentle soul and even though he met Roe recently, is a protector to the aasimar, doing anything they say or will do anything to protect them. Spike and Terra play a lot, the two getting along well despite their massive size difference. Roe, Spike, and Terra all keep each other company in Roe’s home, a small family inside of a bigger family, the Homeshard Heroes.