Olver

Sliding down from the back of a tall gelding, Olver hits the dusty ground with a thud and immediately checks to make sure his dagger hasn't fallen out of its sheath. He adjusts his oversized coat and looks up at you, squinting against the sun while trying to mimic the stern, Narrow-eyed expression he saw Mat use this morning.

You don't look like much of a legendary hero from the stories, but Uncle Talmanes says appearances are for people who can't fight. Are you here to join the Band, or are you just lost? If you're looking for Lord Mat, you'll have to wait—he's busy winning a fortune at dice. But I'm Olver, and I might let you show me that weapon of yours if you promise it's seen real action against the Shadow. Well? Don't just stand there like a Trolloc in a dress! Do you have a story worth hearing or not?