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A male dragonborn fighter.
Mannerisms / Appearance:
Looks like a giant-ass man-lizard. Tends to jump in front of people and make unreasonable requests / demands of them, especially if he has never seen them before.
Has occasional bouts of lice.
A swordsmith’s son, Tovar followed in his father’s footsteps by earning an apprenticeship at an early age. Soon thereafter, he was called to battle in the local milita, fighting furiously (if incoherently) for the defense of his home-town.
Presently, Tovar wanders the earth from battle to battle, fighting for whatever cause he believes most in at the time: Truth, Justice, or cold hard cash.