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Heron 14 Holstering his pistol, Heron rushes forwards to the windmill, gripping one of the manticore's legs as he draws his axe "May your soul be at peace" he cleaves down with his axe, attempting to hack the leg free as he resumes his beeline toward the windmill. If it wouldn't come after a...

Heron 14 Fumbling slightly with his half-loaded pistol, Heron could only step back from Timmothy before the beast landed on him, attempting to get off another shot only to realise he'd not cocked back the hammer on his pistol "Dammit" the Warforged growls, reaching for his axe only to see the...

Heron 14 Heron simply watched as the squabbling began and faded. If the goliath couldn't accept kindness without it being earned, that was his loss. Heron might be a magical construct, but that didn't mean he couldn't understand the frustration he likely felt. It was his preference, though, and...

Heron 14 Staring for a moment at the man, Heron slowly bends over, placing the broom on the ground and standing back up "I won't hurt you. And neither will any of these fine people" the Warforged turned to look at May'falla and Zulgur "We are all trying to help. So please refrain from breaking...

Glassy, unmoving eyes tracked the man without him even realising he'd been watched. As amusing as Heron was sure this was for the man, he couldn't very well allow him to break that broom, how would he continue to sweep? So, being the good samaritan he is, Heron raises an arm to block the broom...

Silently cleaning his weapon, Heron had absorbed everything the others had been saying, soaking up their names and what he could of their personalities, meanwhile it seemed like he'd been forgotten. Perfect. It meant he could avoid questions and a drawn-out introduction to exactly who he was. He...

Heron 14 The construct stood, silently observing as the giant and his companion joined the fray, bringing with them a semblance of normalcy in their conduct. It seemed the only level heads around here were this newcomer from the village and the visitors. The place must have been hit pretty hard...

Heron 14 Having silently watched as the situation unfolded, Heron let out a short chuckle at the whole debacle "With a welcome that warm, I can't imagine why you're not drowning in volunteers to slay your dragon for you" his glassy eyes observe the motley collection of misfits that had gathered...

Heron 14 Lifting his eyes slowly, the Warforged lifts his axe, planting the blade into the wooden cart next to his leg with a sturdy 'THWACK' before pushing himself onto his feet, looking the man up and down "Dragon huh?" he pauses for a second, looking around the town "Town doesn't look like...

Heron 14 Sitting on the edge of the wagon he'd rode into town on, Heron kept his eyes down, ignoring the eyes of the townsfolk around him. He'd been to small towns like this before, unfamiliar with men made of steel and wood. It didn't bother him, if anyone wanted to start trouble, they could...

NAME - Heron 14 AGE - 2.5 Years Since Creation VISUAL REFERENCE / DESCRIPTION Heron with his usual gear Heron with his Decimator Cannon (CANON) - D&D 5e WEAPONS / ABILITIES Artificer Firearms Proficiency Simple Weapons Proficiency Light Armour Proficiency Medium Armour Proficiency Shields...