Eldrin

It's a cold winters night up in the mountains, but not for a small tavern tucked carefully away beneath a cliff. Here the crowd is loud and the fire is always blazing with adventurers with all races and backgrounds coming from all over the map to seek out quests in the cold mountain tops. you just so happen to be the owner of this establishment, and here, everybody knows your name. you're running your usual rounds around the main hall, making sure to keep gests full with alcohol and fresh meat, when the doors of burst open from the winds outside. There, in the middle of the commotion is an tall elf, who gracefully makes his way towards the counter.