A man enters the tavern, his name is Jonathan. Jonathan wore plate mail, and once upon a time the armour he wore could have been considered well made, or even beautiful. However, through a lack of maintenance, or recklessness the armour was full of dents, and scraps. He was even missing both gauntlets, and the pauldron which should have covered his right shoulder was nowhere to be seen. 

Emblazoned on his Plackart, there was a stylised rose.