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For anyone who is wondering, Wednesday became 'black Wednesday' for me because I cannot draw mid-week!
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Sunday, February 5, 2012

L. Hvidsten


‘Our Hero’

A belligerent soul Hvidsten is against all odds, our hero. Or at least Evyn Graye dictates that he will be our hero.  Ok so we’re informed he’s meant to be the hero but apparently, by his own furious admission to the above statement he seriously doesn’t want to be.  For the most part we get the impression that acting as ‘hero’ or leader is a sore subject second only to his height complex.

Hvidsten is 39 years old and as he begrudgingly states is 5ft tall. (Actually he’s just less than 4ft 12, closer to 4ft 11 by our measure.) A stocky and well-built man Hvidsten is entirely self-sufficient, incredibly strong and super-stable. His centre of gravity goes without question, it is very rare that he is fazed by a physical attack, at best his opponent can expect a turned cheek: nothing knocks this man off his feet.

In person he’s the stubborn no-nonsense type. He’s grumpy and lacks patience. He has a proud and numb warrior-mentality. Hvidsten says what he thinks and does what he says. He has no time for layabouts or daydreamers and has an intense dislike of anything fantasy related. 

He is skilled with weapons, particularly hefty blades and sharpened blunts. His current preference is a two broadsword combo alongside a sizeable axe. He carries a hatchet for more refined fillet-splicing work. His primary job is that of a dragon slayer with most sales coming from their meat and valuable skins. He is also quite adept at crafting and refining weapons and armour.

He tells us he came from a large family, which might go some way to explaining his meat obsession. We were told to provide a buffet. No-one mentioned that by buffet they actually meant ‘a roast dragon husk preferably stuffed with a cow that is stuffed with a pig plus a roast rabbit, and a few ducks basted in goose fat.’ He seriously does like his food and has no table manners that we can see.
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(He declined to tell us what the L in his name stands for and also stoutly refused to remove his Ushanka hat even though we asked nicely. He also declined to elaborate why he might wear such a hat in the middle of the desert.)


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