Quantum Windword

The man before you is taller than average, approaching middle age, yet still in muscled trim. His straw-colored hair hangs to his collar; his deep ocean eyes are edged with lines earned in the forefront of battle and the thick of hard decisions. His armor is plain but well-tended and shows the nicks and dents of fights past. He wears a holy symbol around his neck of an ankh and etched over the heart of the breastplate is a representation of a hand held out palm forward, fingers together. The sign of the "Hand" of Toran's Shinning Hand.

He pauses when he sees you looking at him, a smile bringing warmth to his face despite the strain you see on it. He stops to see if you wish to approach.