[Clayton]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3025757
With the raccoons gone and the Phoenix eating, the tavern returned to some semblance of civility. Then, as if attacking the moments temporary peace, the tavern doors violently swing open. A strong chilling breeze comes rushing in bringing with it a few flakes of snow and the silhouette of a large man.
With a groaning creak the doors swing shut behind him and his form is visible in the light. Human, tall, muscular, leather jacket, tattooed chest.
With a wide grin he look around the room, then throwing his arms out wide he loudly bellows to the roof. "It's good to be home!"
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3025757
With the raccoons gone and the Phoenix eating, the tavern returned to some semblance of civility. Then, as if attacking the moments temporary peace, the tavern doors violently swing open. A strong chilling breeze comes rushing in bringing with it a few flakes of snow and the silhouette of a large man.
With a groaning creak the doors swing shut behind him and his form is visible in the light. Human, tall, muscular, leather jacket, tattooed chest.
With a wide grin he look around the room, then throwing his arms out wide he loudly bellows to the roof. "It's good to be home!"