<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/584410753642004509/584443152916807680/ea671041000d49d066b67f71ccfd8d5d.png)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Arywn Gray</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/><strong>HP:</strong> 32/32<br/><strong>AC:</strong> 10<br/><strong>Init:</strong> 0<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong> 10 <br/><strong>Spell Slots: LVL 1</strong> – 3</div></div></div></div><br/>Arywn woke up early in the morning for his usual routines. Running laps around the city, training his swordsmanship, and meditating, time had almost flown by for him. It was when he left the baths that he was approached by a messenger who had apparently been running all over, following his trail and just barely missing him each time. With a sincere apology and a smile, he asked what the matter was and was told to report to the mayor's office. He looked up, finding the looming watchtower where the mayor kept watch each and every night. The man was diligent to say the least, Arywn wondered if he fought at all last night or if he stayed up there to make sure more weren't coming. Both were important jobs but the former intrigued the young paladin more.<br/><br/>He wore only his normal clothing -- a long sleeved cotton shirt, long pants, and leather boots -- which meant he left his armor and shield behind in his room, but he still had his longsword at his side. His curiosity often got the better of him and it did so in this case as he wanted to know why the all-important mayor wanted to see him of all people. Did word of his deeds really travel to his ears? No point in hypothesizing, Arywn was going to find out by heading to the watchtower.<br/><br/>Arywn arrived in front of the watchtower, wondering if he was going to be escorted to the top or if he just needed to wait for a bit.