Monseigneur Mon Bellard Razz’Aah

A build and face like craggy, sea-carved cliff. Piercing, loam-colored eyes and alabaster skin


The Monseigneur’s life has been one of contemplation, training, and battle, and it shows. Every movement is languid yet precise. Every glance takes in everything and judges nothing. His words are spare, but his voice has the strength of an avalanche.


Few know the story of how Mon Bellard Razz’Aah left his family for a life of martial strife. Fewer still know what events transpired that led him to abandon the faith of the Immaculate Dragons and give himself to the Red Church.

None know his goals, but all respect his words, and dread his wrath.

Monseigneur Mon Bellard Razz’Aah

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