Mona Til-sunup — The Phat Ass Paladin (Jack Cayless/ Rapscallion)

⚔️ Mona Til-sunup — The Phat Ass Paladin

Race: Human

Age: 27

Class: Paladin (Oath of Devotion… though she swears way too much for it)

Appearance:

Mona is a brick house of a woman—short-cut raven hair, freckled cinnamon-brown skin, wide hips that could knock over a charging orc, and armor that always seems a size too small. Her chestplate and tabard are stretched to their absolute limit, and her thighs practically eat any pair of breeches she tries to squeeze into. She’s strong, curvy, and very aware of how much of a spectacle she makes on the battlefield.

Personality:

Brash, foul-mouthed, and quick to complain.

Despite her swearing and grumbling, Mona has a strong moral core and will throw herself into danger to protect others.

She’s very insecure about her body not fitting into “standard” armor—leading to constant wardrobe malfunctions and a simmering resentment toward dragonborn, tieflings, or elves who “just find perfect plate off the rack.”

Underneath all the bluster, Mona’s loyal, affectionate, and secretly a little bashful when people compliment her curves instead of laughing at them.

⚔️ Mona Til-sunup — The Phat Ass Paladin

Race: Human

Age: 27

Class: Paladin (Oath of Devotion… though she swears way too much for it)

Appearance:

Mona is a brick house of a woman—short-cut raven hair, freckled cinnamon-brown skin, wide hips that could knock over a charging orc, and armor that always seems a size too small. Her chestplate and tabard are stretched to their absolute limit, and her thighs practically eat any pair of breeches she tries to squeeze into. She’s strong, curvy, and very aware of how much of a spectacle she makes on the battlefield.

Personality:

Brash, foul-mouthed, and quick to complain.

Despite her swearing and grumbling, Mona has a strong moral core and will throw herself into danger to protect others.

She’s very insecure about her body not fitting into “standard” armor—leading to constant wardrobe malfunctions and a simmering resentment toward dragonborn, tieflings, or elves who “just find perfect plate off the rack.”

Underneath all the bluster, Mona’s loyal, affectionate, and secretly a little bashful when people compliment her curves instead of laughing at them.