Character: Bromann Dudemiester
Status: Possibly frostbitten

The Snow crunched beneath his boots as he walked. Despite the long trek, his feet no longer ached like they did in the first quarter of his journey. He had walked further distances before but the cold was something new to him and its chill crept deep into his bones. Yet Bromann was not one to complain, After all he had chosen this path himself. The quaint little town he grew up in had few opportunities for one of his ambition, or was it even his own? He hadn’t put too much thought into it prior, but in this last stretch of his journey he found his mind grasping at anything to distract from the deep chill that his grey wool cloak and brownish wool clothes did so little to resist. 

He had come to realize that his desire for fame and recognition might well come from his bloodline. After all Great grandpappy Dudemiester was a great man. Founder of their town, with a statue in the square. With the town beginning to Fall on hard times he could feel their eyes on him. Townsfolk who grew up hearing legends of the First Dudemiester looked to the last one for some form of relief from their dying town. It wasnt like they were suffering from raids or plagues…just irrelevance, a town off the beaten path with nothing to catch the eye of a weary traveler, save for a small inn and Tavern. 

His musings were cut short by the creaking of the massive gates. Iron hinges shattering the ice that had accumulated on them. “[color=007236]Thank the Heavens…i reckon we could all use a meal and a spot by the fire, doncha think[/color]?” he would say to his fellow travelers without waiting for a reply, eagerly he would step through the gates perhaps a tad too eagerly as he wound up finding himself one of the closest to the business end of a pike. “[color=007236]Whoa there, easy now. I aint lookin for no trouble.[/color]” He would say to the nearest guard, though serious as the situation seemed he could not seem to get the smirk off of his face. It had always been a problem, he smiled when nervous, and his pa had always told him it would be the death of him one day. He just hoped it wasnt gonna be today.