Older, wise, world weary. A great adventurer who's given up his travels to protect home and run his Inn. Owner of The Mourner, friend of old adventuring mate, Doran.
Part of a local Adventurers guild from his young days, having grown up in Neverwinter and in her surrounding woods, spent most of his time taking bounties and notices in exchange for coin. Through his experiences and time with this guild he made quite the name for himself in the region. An unsung hero of sorts that much prefered it that way due to his humility. Despite this, he was well on his way toward infamy much the likes of Nasher before him.
With his many riches from adventuring opened The Mourner with the Many Stared Cloaks backing its construction and with the guidence of Doran after tragic events gave him little reason to continue his exploits. They elected to turn the very guild hall they knew so well into the busling hall of the Inn.
He now spends most of his time in The Mourner, which acts as both a home away from home for the locals and a space to capture the spirit of the old Guild he loved dearly and celebrate a new generation of travelers and adventures that frequent it's seats.