<strong>Mival Stormwind</strong><br/>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1028239)<br/>Being outside of Neverwinter for the first time brings mixed emotions of wonder, excitement, and fear of the unknown.  Hearing about the High Road, and the surrounding forest, is the world away from experiencing it.  Mival with no real guard duty experience is doing his best to keep an eye out for anything hostile to the caravan.<br/><br/>Focused on the task at hand Mival barely notices members of the caravan converging on one point.  What does draw him toward the group is the sight of a yellow orb flying into the air, and the tiefling playing her lute.