The Porrohman

The Porrohman is a Master of the Artificers Guild.

History

Supposedly a spirit who watches over those who Labor in steel mills and forges, the Porrohman is real enough. The wraith of a blacksmith who served the Roman legions in Albion, in life Porrohman forged the blades of the troops who built Hadrian's Wall. Fettered to the Wall itself, he's spent centuries wandering the north of England and Scotland slyly slipping aid to the soot-stained men who make the steel that's built the West. A Gremlinized blast furnace halted from incinerating a fallen man, a Claimed steel chain's weak link made known through ghostly whispers, an assembly line Surged into silence before a hand can be mangled; all of these are the work Porrohman does for the living. Thus far his actions have not come to the attention of those authorities who might frown on this sort of activity, and there is a conspiracy of silence between Porrohman and those he helps.

In the Shadowlands, Porrohman sits high in the Guild's councils, having achieved Master status while the Roman Empire was still a going concern. Suspicious of modem electronics and frankly computerphobic, he is a conservative voice when it comes to debating the future of the Guild. As far as Porrohman is concerned, the Internet is a fad and resources should not be wasted on it.

Over eight feet tall and completely blackened, Porrohman is fiercely loyal to the Guild, almost to the point of unreason. His devotion to his fellow Artificers (and his living proteges) is matched only by his disdain and loathing for those who have left the Guild or who use Inhabit but who have never joined the Artificers. He has gone on record as advocating making an "example" of these traitors and has taken the matter into his own hands on several notable occasions.