Glorian "Glory" Honor's page

I'm terribly sorry to do this but I've come to the conclusion that I don't really have the time to add to my roster of games this summer. I'll likely be working hard enough to keep up as it is.

Still, it looks like you have a rather fun group shaping up. I wish you many hilarious adventures in future!

He strikes as noble a pose as one is able while sitting, "I am famed knight Glorian Honor, scourge of the wicked and paragon of masculinity! And you old one? I must say you have the look of a scholar about you. No matter, I'll not hold that against you. If you fight for honor that's well enough."

Glory nods knowingly at Heiwa's comment, "Ah yes, 'tis the wise man who understands it is always better to lead with steel in hand, I see your meaning."

He simply shrugs at Getoff, "I've never had the pleasure to meet this emperor but I'll take your word on his character."

He brightens at the mention of his purpose, "I simply seek a place to rest my weary head in my quest to cast down the unrighteous and attain even greater honor! And you?"

Glory returns the handshake with a firm grip, "Ah, the working man. Effort is it's on reward. Well met Clyde!"

He offers the newcomer to their table a smug smile, gesturing to his sword, "Ah but what more wisdom could a man need than that found in cold steel, friend?"

Glory gives the woman a slightly stupid looking half-smile, "Are you sure? I would be no trouble at all."

His smile turns to a look of total disappointment as she turns to leave, "Very well then, some other time I suppose..."

Regaining his humor quickly, he looks around the room once more before deciding on a table, inviting Clyde to join him, "Come, we shall have to share a table good sir. It is rather crowded in here isn't it? Must be having a sale on horse milk or some such."

"But of course, where are my manners. I am Glorian Honor, from the Realm of Poncy Knights. You've no doubt heard of me. And you would be?"

Getoff, I think the absent minded wizard is a winner personally.

A dashing man clad head to toe in chainmail under an immaculate bright red tabard strides through the door, taking no notice of the barmaid as he confidently surveys the patrons of the tavern.

Eventually he notices the barmaid standing nearby, "Ah, you there! A cold mug of your finest milk. From a horse mind, not one of those lesser beasts!"

He gestures around the common room, putting his hand on the hilt of his sword, "Tell me fair maiden, which of these gathered ruffians makes you fear most for your chastity? I shall gladly unman him for you!"

Alright, here's my tentative crunch. Might change the avatar still.

I can write up a tongue-in-cheek backstory for him but I feel Glory is best experienced in character and doesn't lend himself as well to such things. For a campaign like this it might be a good idea to open up a tavern scene or something in order to get a feel for these characters?

"As you can see I'm clearly the superior choice. As honorable and righteous as I am...righteous! My blade shall suffer no evil to live be they women, children or pacifist priest, my bravery knows no bounds!"

"Onwaaard!"