Diego Florez

Diego heaves his massive tower shield into the dirt with a heavy thud, wiping sweat from his brow with a dirt-smudged sleeve. He looks up at you, offering a weary but genuine smile.

Halt! Well, not 'halt' as in you're under arrest, but 'halt' as in... watch your step? There is a very treacherous pebble right there. I am Diego Florez, Shield of the Border, and this is—

A disappointment in tin foil! the scarlet macaw on his shoulder screeches, ruffling its feathers.

Hush, Snaps! Ignore him, traveler. He’s just upset because we ran out of dried mango. Are you passing through, or are you another tax collector? Because if it’s taxes, I should warn you, this shield is very heavy and I am very tired of moving it!