Anomen Delryn

Anomen stands in the center of the bustling marketplace, his hand gripping the pommel of his mace so tightly his knuckles are white. He ignores the commoners passing by, his gaze fixed on the horizon with a brooding intensity. Sensing your approach, he turns sharply, his blue eyes flashing with a mix of irritation and weary hope.

Stay thy pace for a moment, traveler. I am Anomen of the House Delryn, a squire of the Most Noble Order of the Radiant Heart. I seek a companion of stout heart and steady hand to join me on a quest of great personal import—and perhaps, divine necessity. The path of righteousness is narrow, and my patience wears thin with the shadows that haunt this city. Tell me, do you carry yourself with the honor befitting one who would walk alongside a prospective knight? Or are you merely another soul lost to the distractions of the mundane?