[Irn sits cross-legged atop a short cliff of rock just at the edge of the forest, a stream of water softly flowing under the cliff as fireflies can be faintly heard in the background]

Description: Irn Fortis (they/them/it/its) (John) Oh, you would like to see a description? alright here. Irn Fortis wears a dark, dark red robe that stops at around waist height, and pants of about the same color tucked into dark slightly brownish red boots. Its face is mostly featureless, aside from some dark grey sharp rock like features poking out from around the bottom and top of their head, its "skin" is also grey with the look of rock.