Yveriidia

The building that sat next tot he merchants guild is no longer empty. Now The Door has a simple wooden sign upon it saying "The Briary" and bellow it a notification is nailed.

Player Mercs
Renton - Second in command
Thatcher

NPC Mercs

Alva - a young mouse lady. with brown hair, and dirty clothes. She has no combat ability, she hangs around the Briary for a few silver a day. Talking to clients when Ulria is not around.

Gaqudekim - A very strange whispy fox, who has dark orange fur, and large white bushy eyebrows. He is a decent swordsman, and takes much smaller jobs. He is also frequently seen at the brothel.

Mercs (Updated):


Renton - Fighter
Thatcher - Unspecified
Darcious - Fighter
Kadosh - Arcanist
Stonewell - Beast Slayer


NPC Mercs:

Alva - a young mouse lady. with brown hair, and dirty clothes. She has no combat ability, she hangs around the Briary for a few silver a day. Talking to clients when Ulria is not around.

Gaqudekim - A very strange whispy fox, who has dark orange fur, and large white bushy eyebrows. He is a decent swordsman, and takes much smaller jobs. He is also frequently seen at the brothel. A fighter, if ever there was one.

Guy - A stocky young dwarf, slightly taller than most, a right proper brute if he were to be judged by appearances alone. Despite his rugged appearance, however, he's surprisingly polite and fun to associate with, and loves nothing more than a strong drink with his guildmates. He wears a custom set of heavy plate and mail along with his great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather's helmet into battle, ensuring maximum protection at a slight cost to speed and dexterity. He wields one of the meanest two-handed warhammers you've ever seen, the hammerhead wide and flat, tapered to a sharp point in the rear so that he can pierce other equally armored foes. He considers himself a fighter by trade, but he is also a capable monster hunter.

Amber - A tall middle-aged brunette, half elven, with muscles toned but not any larger than necessary, highly experienced in the art of monster slaying in particular, though she makes for a fair man-killer as well. A scar runs down her left cheek and curves beneath her jaw, she's missing half of her right ear, and beneath her cloak of choice for the evening her body bares many more; trophies of her many kills, as she so mildly puts it. Countless different puncture sites litter her frame, the majority of them deep bite wounds, some from sharp claws and talons, others from the weapons of men. She uses a short bow and steel-tipped arrows, often poisoned, in battle, though she also carries dual Xiphos blades for close encounters, should the need arise. Her personality is dry, logical, her words technical and straight to the point. All business, this one.

Tim "The Big Nasty" Stiller - The mage, nicknamed ironically due in part to his short stature, yet not ironically for his ability to set his enemies on fire from the inside out, was a shorter feline, middle-aged and had a bad temper. He dressed in a decorative studded-leather cuirass and matching leather leggings and boots. Having been born into the nobility, Tim had the necessary coin to dress fashionably - both on and off the battlefield. He wielded a gnarled staff, carved from a tree literally dripping from the leaves with magic. He was well versed in the fields of pyromancy and electromancy, having memorized a vast array of spells from both. He was a killer of men moreso than monsters, as The Big Nasty harbored an enormous hatred of humankind and was often difficult to work with when his cohorts included humans and 'half-breeds' as he so often referred to those sharing elven and human blood.