Here you go, sorry about the wait.<br/><br/>Name: Quirrin Bogstomper<br/>Age: 29<br/>Sex: Male<br/>Race: Human<br/>Occupation: Adventurer<br/>Physical Appearance: Quirrin stands around 5'10" tall, with a mane of shoulder  length reddish  hair and shaven cheeks and chin. He always seems to have a look of mischief in his beady dark eyes. He carries a hunting crossbow on a sling on his back. Upon his arrival at Perry's Ferry he is wearing a long and dirty brown cloak, a simple green tunic, and deerskin slacks. His large, rough walking boots are almost in need of replacement.<br/>Brief Background: He spends his days drifting through the wilds, hunting, scavenging and bartering to sustain himself, as he travels from town to town in an attempt to see the world. He fled from a sunnier kingdom far south as a boy after a local war, soon acquiring a taste for life on the road. His often muddy, exhausted and bedraggled appearance in each town on his way has earned him the name Bogstomper. Quirrin is occasionally willing to do odd jobs or run errands for cash, supplies or lodging. He is considering heading North to see what treasure everyone says there is, but will have to discuss this in a local tavern first.<br/>Limits: straight