The brash bodyguard
Tall and thick, with close-cropped black hair and icy blue eyes that stare the world down. He wears a turtle shell breastplate and dark pants and carries no weapon, his knuckles evidencing the use of his fists over many years.
While he usually has good intentions, his mouth can sometimes take off before his brain can catch up. Brash, abrasive and maybe a touch on the crazy side, his one very redeeming quality is his fierce loyalty. This is evident especially during battle when he focuses more on keeping the enemies away from his friends then just pure mindless slaughter.
Born in Camar’s Hold, Tavin was small for his age, and was picked on for his poor physical performance. That changed when he came of age. Tavin joined the guard and had his growth spurt at the same time. His defense mechanism kicked in and he began to act like the bullies from his childhood. He did however develop a fierce bond with his comrades. He was notorious for his reckless decisions and big mouth which eventually led to his discharge. He now spends his time as hired muscle.