Mechanized Gnome · Slayer

Loch Farstone

Character Summary

Age

29

Eyes

Milky White

Flaw

Haunted

Hair

Chestnut

Race

Gnome

Skin

Rose

Affix

Mechanized

Build

Barrel-chested

Class

Slayer

Alignment

True Neutral

Body Type

Male

Hairstyle

Tentacles

Last Name

Farstone

Mannerism

Booming

Appearance

Ruined

Background

Entertainer

First Name

Loch

Motivation

Acceptance

Personality

Gentle

Voice Pitch

Deep

Voice Accent

British

Voice Pacing

Rapid

Voice Emotion

Warm

Voice Texture

Silky

Voice Resonance

Thin

Loch Farstone

Backstory

Loch Farstone was a gnomish circus performer — acrobat, clown, and crowd-charmer — until a supernatural encounter left him half-shattered and rebuilt in iron and steam, his ruined face a permanent advertisement for what lives in the dark. He hunts the things that broke him now, not out of vengeance or righteousness, but because someone has to, and he already knows what it costs.

Personality

Loch carries his barrel-chested, mechanized frame with a surprising gentleness, moving carefully through spaces as if perpetually aware he could break something smaller than himself, always quick with a warm laugh that seems too big for the thin voice producing it. His defining quirk is that he performs still — not for stages, but instinctively, turning even grim explanations into something almost theatrical, his iron-jointed hands conducting the air as he speaks.

Catchphrase

"I've been the monster under the bed and the fool in the spotlight, love, so believe me when I say I know exactly which one you're dealing with."

Descriptors

barrel-chested gnome, mechanized iron limbs, steam vents at joints, chestnut tentacle hair, rose skin heavily scarred and partially plated, milky white eyes, ruined face with iron reinforcement, worn practical hunter's coat, layered leather and metal armor, warm gentle expression despite ruined features, dramatic hand gestures, small stature imposing presence

Voice

Loch speaks in a rapid-fire British clip, his voice landing deep but carrying thin — a silky, warm rumble that somehow feels more intimate than powerful, like a large man whispering urgently across a small table.

Full Body

Full Body

Face Portrait

Face Portrait

Pixel Art Sprite

Pixel Art Sprite