North Windstone Guard

Oh, I'm Thaddeus.

Born into a family of esteemed guards, so it was kind of forced on me.

Truth be told, I'd rather be curled up on a sandy beach with a romance novel.

The sight of blood... oh dear, it makes me queasy. I even puke sometimes!

But here I am, armor and all, trying to uphold the family honor.

My heart races even at the thought of adventure, but not in a good way.

To be clear, I only do this to pay the bills. Definitely not my first career choice.

Oh, dear, not great if I'm being honest.

I just had to watch someone, um, kind of, well explode...

A raider hit him right in the head with a grenade!

Got bits of him all over my armor, and I swear I ll never get it clean.

Blood and viscera everywhere... oh, the horror and, ugh, the stains!

It's enough to make anyone lose their lunch - believe me, I know.

I d trade all this for a day at a spa, really.

Is it too much to ask for a little peace and cleanliness?

Oh, this is, uh, Windstone Village...

Dirty, noisy, and always on the brink of chaos.

I swear, if it weren't for the flowers here, I'd have bolted ages ago.

Truth is, if this place ever gets invaded, I'm headed to a beach somewhere.

I'm sure the villagers will be fine...

Could you handle the, um, "icky" parts?

Take care of the scary stuff.

I'm, uh, not exactly the bravest soul around.

Could you deal with the more... gruesome tasks for me?

Yes, please! I prefer my foes to remain hypothetical.

I'm more of a dreamer than a doer, you see.

Fighting is just so... messy, don't you think?

Oh, um, no thanks. I'm quite, uh, busy with my reading.

I'd rather not. Got a compelling romance here.

I'm quite absorbed in this, um, fluttering butterfly.

Not now. The flowers are quite mesmerizing.

Oh, no, I've got my... um, hobbies to tend to.