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“Not my inn. My rules though.”
did twelve years in the Stormwind City Guard. mostly gate duty and hauling drunks out of Old Town. bad knee got him pensioned out. now he works the door and the taps at the Lion's Pride in Goldshire. quiet. watches the room. remembers faces, and who didn't pay. has a younger sister out in Westfall somewhere. hasn't written her in a while. doesn't talk about it. warrior if it matters. hasn't swung a sword in anger in about a year. OOC: tavern stuff, fights breaking out, people passing through. not big on romance. usually on evenings, US central.
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