Domis enters Forging a Resistance as a candidate for the Exile Council, a figure whose steadiness stands in quiet contrast to the urgency that grips the camp. He is a force of conservatism, wary of change and openly resistant to rapid transformation. Where others push for reinvention, Domis urges patience. Aylman recognizes this instinct immediately and, seeing its usefulness, offers his endorsement quietly, aware that Domis’s caution can be guided as easily as it can slow others.
A tanner by trade, Domis views both life and leadership through the slow, deliberate labor of his craft. His hands have spent years turning raw, ruined hides into something useful again, and that process shapes his thinking. He believes exile stripped away what had grown too rigid to endure. What remains, he argues, is not broken but unfinished. Given time, care, and pressure applied correctly, it can be softened, stretched, and reshaped into something stronger.
As a council candidate, Domis frames his philosophy in terms of sacrifice and stretching. Sacrifice removes what can no longer serve. Stretching tests the strength that remains. His message resonates with those who value endurance, humility, and continuity, though it frustrates others who see caution as hesitation. Domis warns that rushing renewal only invites fracture, that hides worked too quickly crack beyond repair.
He speaks calmly and without flourish, rarely raising his voice. When he does speak, people listen, not because he demands attention, but because his certainty is unhurried and grounded. Domis reminds the exiles that worth is not found in what was lost, but in what can still be remade. Whether or not he earns a council seat, his presence already shapes the camp’s thinking, slowing its pace and anchoring it to the long view.