<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/UbJvldb.gif)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lucas<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Paladin<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Character Sheet:</strong>Here (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=167884)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Charming Dryad<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ran, Miranda, Kailae ,<br/><br/><br/>The Charming Dryad. A pleasant enough name, and rather true to the history of the town. While no stranger to travel, he was a little slow in his initial movements as he looked over the town, making sure he knew where some of the basic supply stores and other things were as it was best to be prepared. He was given directions to the inn and well... A place to eat and rest, get a drink before dealing with the task at hand seemed as delightful as any choice could be. It would not be hard to miss the fact that he was a foreigner, whether it was the full pack of gear and bedroll he had on his back or just the fact that he was no long time patron of the bar... he was dressed comfortably enough, well worn travelers clothes that were mostly hidden under the dull steel chainmail that covered his upper body and his arms down to the wrists. The tan pants he wore weren’t fashionable but they were good make and kept him warm enough. Of course, it would be his weapons that might draw the most attention, a large blade and a handful of spears meant for throwing, both a sign that he could clearly defend himself should he need to.<br/><br/>As he entered the tavern he perked up at the idle sounds of conversation and busywork. Servers tending to customers, conversations that he could only make out the basics of... And a trio of women discussing things. One of them was rather heated and he could make out something about the council twiddling its thumbs, so... Lucas approached, waving at them. “Greetings. Happened to overhear you and you seem fairly unhappy about the local council. Are you looking into dealing with these dangers i’ve been hearing about? If so... I apologize for the intrusion, but I was hoping to learn more about them myself. Names Lucas, I know how to handle myself.” He said, a shrug of his shoulders to help show off his gear.  A little impolite he thought, but he spoke with a firm but friendly voice, hoping he had not intruded on something private.