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Goodwin having kept to himself all this time remains seated in the common room nursing his ale.

"hmm a bath? No thanks, im gonna end up covered in dirt and gore tommorow anyways if these pikes are half as threatening as the locals think"

With a jerking motion Goodwin finishes his ale and stands up. Though hardly drunk exhaustion is making it hard to walk straight.

"Hey! I am looking to turn in, so if you are finished primping lets take these thugs down to the guard house and be done with their sorry asses"

Goodwin pulls his cloak tighter makes towards the thugs

"My name Is Goodwin, many choose to call me Winter, the choice is yours to make. If were done chatting it appears there is work to be done, so Mr problem solver lets hit the streets and see what else we can dig up."

Goodwin wears a green cloak that obscures his face, all but the snow white beard that is. The rest of his body is tough hairy and contains a good number of scars. A longsword at his hip and a light shield slung across his back. His eyes constantly scan for trouble and his lips look as if they haven't formed a smile in years.

Slow to help? I suppose I could have been quicker on the draw but the situation was well under control, in any case the Pikes do need to be stopped

"This wretched hive of scum and villainy could do with some cleaning, so if you lot are going on the hunt for these bastard you can bet Winter will be right behind you"

Goodwin Raises his mug to Malcom's

Goodwin's nickname is Winter for those of you who aren't aware

Goodwin sits back down and suveys the room.

"No lasting damage, thats good. Hopefully these thugs will think twice about messing with this establishment again. But who is this so called Bloody Pike?"

While keeping an eye on the others who jumped to the tieflings aid he flags down a serving girl and orders a cold beer.

Realizing that this man's business is at stake Goodwin decides to get himself involved, after all if the man loses his business to these thugs while he stood by and did nothing that would be abandoning what he stood for. Goodwin draws his longsword and point sit at the thugs.

In his rough voice he calls out to the thugs "You men are outnumbered, walk away now and this is over with, Stay and fight and I will make you wish the goblins of the Iron pines had disemboweled you and used your intestines to jump rope"

After speaking Goodwin pauses to wonder if goblins do indeed use intestines to jump rope.

Goodwin turns his head, still masked for the most part by his dark green hood, to look at the conflict developing in front of him

Not in town but five minutes and this is what happens...

Goodwin will stand from his seat (assuming we are allowed to move about at this point, if not I will wait for my turn to do so)

A young traveller arrives and seeks out a table near the fire. With a smile at the young maid he places an order. Some warm wine, bread and cheese. Settling in comfortable he raises his glass to the burly hunter in greeting.

Goodwin's spirits raise a bit seeing the kid enter.

"At last a friendly face"

Goodwin responds with a rough grunt and nod of his head. The kid was alright he could handle himself and that was a rare trait in these parts.
Goodwin's eye now turned to the leopard.

Hood up and face down he makes his way over to the table. All but his rough white beard is concealed by shadow. He drags the chair out letting it scrape across the wooden floor and sits down with a heavy thud and a sigh. Pondering for a moment he responds to the servers question, "Nothing for me, thanks."

The warmth of the fire was a welcome relief from the cold outside, but the company was something he could do without.

Sure, I let you have in exchange for having a little fun.

On anything below a five on a knowledge check, you get totally ludicrous information. Sound good?

Sound slike a blast

I do have a question. Eyes of the wild appeals to me very much, but the green faith does not. Is there anyway I can make this work?

Only a little bit, but don't worry I got your back, keep your head low and your spells sharp, with a little luck those nasty forest dwelling beasts will only make of with an arm or leg and we might make enough coin to eat for another night.

Are their any trait restrictions/are we using traits?

Any option is fine with me. Since option 2 seems to be the favorite I need a reason to like these people as Goodwin is a bit of a loner. He would likely jump up to defend some one who appears weak or unable to defend themselves so I could work with that but ideally I would like to be "friends" with one of you.

And here I am you horrible lot!