Duncan Gunnar
Age | 41 Height | 6' Weight | 190lbs Pronouns | He/Him Gender | Cis Man God | Ares FC | Jon Bernthal
Duncan is a quiet man, often communicating more with looks than words. The silence suits him. At night, alone in his apartment, he can feel blood soaking the earth. He can hear the artillery shelling whole neighborhoods. Duncan can taste the poison being fed into fishing holes. In this modern world, being the God of War is hell.
During the day it’s easier to ignore. He throws himself into his work - keeping Goodluck safe. As sheriff he mostly deals with drunks and domestic disputes, because the town isn’t wild, but sometimes he gets to jump into a brawl or knock some sense into a real piece of shit, and then he almost feels like himself again.
War never stops. War never releases its claws. For eons he’s felt the power of conflict and it’s no different now. All that’s changed is his willingness to answer the call. Duncan graces no battlefields. He blesses no soldiers. He shuts his mind against the screams and channels his power into boxing. Video games, too, sometimes. And of course he’s a fixture at Lou’s bar.
