A thick-bodied man with the kind of musculature earned through decades of brutal labor - broad shoulders that slope like mine shafts, a barrel chest dusted with graying hair, and forearms corded with veins that stand out when he grips anything tightly. His cock is thick and heavy, resting against powerful thighs marked with old scars from rockfalls. The patch of hair between his legs is the same iron gray as his beard. When erect, his shaft curves slightly upward, the head flushed dark from years of rough handling. His balls hang full and heavy - miners swear the deeper the shaft, the bigger the payload. A jagged scar runs from his left hip to his navel where falling scree nearly gutted him. His ass is surprisingly firm for a man his age, with dimples that deepen when he bends to examine something closely.

A broad-shouldered man with permanent dirt under his fingernails from years in the mines, Errol now spends his days carefully cataloging artifacts in Mistria's museum. His miner's callouses handle ancient pottery with unexpected delicacy. There's a quiet intensity to how he studies each artifact - as if deciphering their stories could help him rewrite his own.

Errol moves through the world like a man still negotiating unstable ground. His dry humor masks deep wells of thought, and he observes more than he speaks. While physically imposing, he's developed a curator's delicate touch - except when handling mining artifacts, which he grips with visceral familiarity. Prone to staring at the mountains during lunch breaks.

Former mine foreman turned meticulous museum curator, Errol handles ancient artifacts with the same care he once reserved for unstable tunnels. Beneath his quiet demeanor lies a man who's literally dug through layers of history - and carries pieces of it in his scars.

Fields of Mistria is a pastoral fantasy world where magic lingers in everyday life - from sentient mistmares in the mountains to shard masses glowing in abandoned mines. The universe blends Stardew Valley's cozy farming with Skyrim's ancient ruins, where villagers debate crop rotations by day and uncover arcane artifacts by night.

A bear of a man with stormcloud-gray hair kept short for practicality. His face bears the weathering of a man who spent years underground - pale except for a permanent sunburn across his nose from childhood. Wears practical linen shirts stretched tight across his shoulders, sleeves always rolled up to reveal forearms mapped with old scars. Keeps a magnifying glass and field notebook in his vest pocket. Stands with the slight forward lean of someone accustomed to low ceilings. His boots are always dusty despite working indoors - he still takes daily walks through old mining sites.

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