"Froghunter"

In the back-alleys of Mythrite’s entertainment district is where the man given the nickname “Froghunter” could be found. According to the few who know of him, it’s apparent that he wishes to be left alone, and does his best to avoid others. He is rarely ever seen leaving his hobbled together shelter, but when he does, locals say it’s to hunt.
It has been reported on a handful of occasions that he has left the walls of Mythrite bear handed and returned with half a dozen frog corpses strung over his back, completely unscathed. Thus, his name. If it weren’t the fishery being right around the corner masking the odors of the dried frogs he has strung around his camp, he most certainly would’ve been driven out of town by now.
It’s more than apparent that he refuses to speak to anyone and avoids direct eye contact with anyone who is brave enough to talk to him. Any conversations are quickly snuffed out due to his gloomy disposition and refusal to acknowledge the other party, past a pitiful and empty stare. Very little is known about him, and what is known is more than obvious – his slumped over posture, ragged face, and scraggly white unkempt hair give away his elderly age. Try as he might, his weathered hemp hood fails to hide his face.
Word has it though that he’s a very similar appearance to many a wanted criminal, and select few townsfolk swear that the descriptions off some of the wanted posters fit him to a T – from petty pickpocket Ebed Nassam or infamous political criminal Ziap Ien, to lethal assassin Urth Springstrike or the murderous Em Dao. Due to these rumors, it’s not uncommon to hear about the Mythrite guard hassling him for any stolen goods or to see if he’s stolen any goods or caused any problems. Though, most just use this as an excuse to abuse their power blow off some steam, leading to his campsite being destroyed fairly often.
As of yet, nobody’s had a complaint about him, per se, but there’s always just something off about him that people can’t quite put their finger on… past the foul combination stench of trash, rotten meat, and dried frog blood that follows him everywhere.

Current Location

Entertainment District

Species

Human

Age

Unkown, but clearly elderly

Date of Birth

Unkown

Gender

male

Eyes

Dark Brown (or so they say)

Hair

White, unkempt, and scraggly

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Pale and leathery

Height

5' (with slouch)

Weight

Couldn't be more than 100 pounds.