Name: Alwyn Singh
Appearance:
Reputation: A somewhat clumsy night watchman of the walls with a distinct skill in archery, even in panic situations.
Blessing of Experience: Despite his youth he has a talent for noticing the little things; such as that which is wrong, out of place, or different from the night before. Alwyn's eyesight is excellent, even at night. This served him well for those the long cold nights on duty upon the walls. At least until he was replaced by legionnaires.
Blessing of Thanks: A simple wooden whistle tied to a leather cord. It produces a surprisingly clear and distinct, if perhaps shrill note when blown. It is a gift from his parents when he was young, to be used in case of emergency.
Blessing of Ancients:
Ring of Savil. This is a small tarnished silver band with a sparkling blue crystal. Has a minor effect on calming the wearer down and steadying their hands.
Legend: Rumored to be a ridiculous lightweight when it comes to alcohol, and ridiculed for his somewhat abysmal skill at hand to hand fighting.
Off-Duty: He lives in a world where dragons, demons, and other assorted evils assault the city on a near nightly basis. Skills in carpentry and masonry are prized and sought after for rebuilding. Alwyn has no distinct skill in either, but he does assist in any possible way he can with rebuilding efforts with his older brother.
Vet or Wet?: Wetish Veteran, he's only been in the FateGuard for about a year.