<b>Name:</b>Thuren Gilson<br/><b>Age:</b>23<br/><b>Race:</b>Human<br/><b>Gender:</b>Male<br/><br/><b>Attire:</b>Thuren is clad in a mercenaries uniform of green and red, a rather stylish piece of garb. The main piece of armor is a fine chainmail shirt with metal plates over his heart and stomach to guard his more vital organs, as well as deep green pauldrons on either shoulder. His forearms and hands are protected by red metal bracers, so that from a distance and in the heat of battle his hands look stained red with blood, while a combination of demi-greaves and hobnailed boots keep his legs and feet safe. Overall it's a striking uniform, one that allows him to move quickly and without hindrance. The chainmail shirt is slightly transparent though, allowing anyone who looks close enough to see his impressive abs.<br/><br/><b>Appearance:</b>Thuren is a handsome chap, with brown hair and equally brown eyes, his face marred only slightly by the claw marks on his right cheek and the long scar that runs from the center of his throat up to his right ear, which is missing an earlobe. His arms, legs and torso are all well toned, muscular but lithe, the body of a scout, or perhaps a ranger, and his skin is lightly tanned from his recent work on the high seas. His hands are calloused from his many battles, yet his smile is mostly carefree and friendly, his eyes not betraying any of the troubles he's seen.<br/>---------<br/><br/>The door swings open as Thuren walks into the tavern, making his way to the bar and sitting down next to Katelynn, giving the pretty female a friendly smile before turning to the barkeeper.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"A bottle of fine wine. I believe ten silver will be sufficient."</i></span>He says, dropping the aforementioned sum of money onto the table and giving the goblin barkeep a threatening look when the greedy creature attempt to object. As he waits for his drink to arrive, Thuren turns to Katelynn, giving her and appreciative but not particularly lewd look.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"And who, may I ask, is the beautiful woman before me? I am Thuren Gilson, of the Forest's Claws."</i></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>