Vigdan 'The Dog' Luchen
Variant Human Smuggler Scout Rogue
AC: 16 (Studded Leather, +4 Dex) | HP: 43/43 | Speed: 30 ft.
Senses: passive Perception 15, Insight 15, Investigation 12
Str: 8 (-1) | Dex: 18 (+4) | Con: 12 (+1) | Int: 14 (+2) | Wis: 14 (+2) | Cha: 10 (+0)
Languages: You can speak, read, and write Common, Solamnic and Thieves' Cant
Vigdan opens the door to The Steady Beacon and steps inside. He lowers the hood of his grey cloak, and wipes some moisture from his scalp. He wears simple waxed canvas clothing one might see on the local fisherfolk. Stomping his booted feet on some rushes laid in the doorway, he dislodges some mud from the walkways of Kalaman. He nods at Jesen behind the bar and a couple of off duty soldiers he recognizes. He scans the room and notices several faces that he's never seen here before. 'Odd bunch. A white wizard? An elven Knight? A Kender? And a goblin?!' Maybe there's an opportunity here...' Vigdan approaches the bar, "a dark ale and a bowl of the stew.", he says putting a couple of coins down on the bar. A few moments later, he maneuvers through the crowd with a bowl of hot stew in one hand and a mug of ale in the other and finds a spot at the bar near the strange folk. His eyes on his stew and ale, his ears listen to what the group is speaking about.
When the goblin asks about the Dragon Army, he drops his spoon into his stew bowl loudly, "What do you want to know about the Dragon Army?! I was there at Vogler.", he says with quiet intensity. "The whole city burned! People lost everything!" He turns back to his stew and takes a spoonful and a swallow of ale. 'You won't have to wait long for your answers. I'm sure they'll be here before very long."
