Name: Ayron
Age/Race/Gender: 43 Male Human
Occupation: Adventurer
Armor/Clothing: Ayron has on a light suit of black mail covered in strong treated dark leather that can be surprisingly warm or refreshingly cool.
Weapons: Steel Scimitar
Other Items: A small bag of gold, a cloak for rainy weather, and his ancestral pipe with a nice bag of tobacco
Skills: Ayron is a decent enough to get by with his sword, but his real skill comes with his words or his cooking ability.
Abilities: No special abilities
Why did you come to Shadewoode?: Ayron like his father and his father before him has tried to infiltrate the murkyness that is Shadewoode now he strives to be the only successful one or die trying.
Background:Ayron has been all around Terra from the dry arid deserts full of nomadic tribes to the far north were men dressed in strange colors make presents. He has seen it all and met everybody who is there to meet. There is one thing that has always escaped him and his family, Shadewoode.