HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
Ioseph (human cleric 2)
"No trouble sir, excuse me." Ioseph says to the back of the armor plated warrior as the man hurried by.
He watched from the doorway for just a moment before entering the inn and looking for a table.
Tired from his long journey he takes out a handkerchief and wipes the sweat from the top of his shaved head. The over-sized warhammer that was on his back he takes and sits beside him before taking a seat.
Seeing the gnome at the bar brings a small grin to his stern features as he remembers the last time he was here.
"No trouble sir, excuse me." Ioseph says to the back of the armor plated warrior as the man hurried by.
He watched from the doorway for just a moment before entering the inn and looking for a table.
Tired from his long journey he takes out a handkerchief and wipes the sweat from the top of his shaved head. The over-sized warhammer that was on his back he takes and sits beside him before taking a seat.
Seeing the gnome at the bar brings a small grin to his stern features as he remembers the last time he was here.