Tarron_Griphine

Tarron would step off the boat smiling at the city, He would then approach the bazaar, peering amongst the oddities and ends before him, then being interrupted by the “Very Well-Dressed Men”. He would feel underdressed compared to the “Very Well-Dressed Men” before mustering enough courage to reply. “Hello sir, this is a very lovely city your in, I’m here to recruit people for my guild that I am making, to meet people and to gain a wider amount knowledge on the world.” Tarron would often move his hands in amongst the conversation, when he was nervous, he would also start smiling warningly. Tarron would then ask for the tavern and once he got the information he would then head off to his destination.