<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/be/14/ca/be14cafdea164d83f9fe502bfc695c52.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Hugh Longfellow</span></strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2494367)<br/>Outside Magnimar<br/><br/>"I'll take it," a voice from the crowd said, unfortunately interrupting the conversation between Lutsag and Mortwell.  Then, a lean man in his twenties brushed past strangers and marched directly in front of the dwarven trader.   "I am sorry to interrupt, sir, but I overheard that you were in need of a hand, and I very much intend to offer it."<br/><br/>At this, the young man took Lutsag's hand in his hands and shook it vigorously.<br/><br/>"Hugh Longfellow," he said,  "at your service.  I am a swordsman and... uh,<em>security expert.</em>"