Ravenbreath

Normand "Tankard" Brewhelm - Ravenbreath

City Built on River’s Ambition

A city of wealth and whispers, carried by the current of unseen hands.

Where the Dead Don’t Rest

Crumbling headstones and endless mist hide more than just the forgotten—some graves refuse to stay closed.

Measured Power

Power whispers, daggers wait, and loyalty lasts only until the wine runs dry.

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Cities
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Townie
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Dynasties
13
Domains
32
Chronicles

✓ Mug in Hand
✓ Brag First, Think Never
✓ Loyal to the Bar

Normand “Tankard” Brewhelm

Race: Human, Gender: Female
Alignment: True Neutral

You barely step through the door before he’s raising a mug and waving you over, eager to toast, boast, or just roast whoever’s buying the next round.

He’s already two drinks in, seated on his favorite stool—the one with extra leg support and permanent butt grooves. His tankard slams onto the counter with a thud that rattles the bar. "HA! And that’s when I said, ‘That ain’t my beard, that’s a badger!’" He roars with laughter, cheeks red, belly bouncing.

He turns toward you with the glazed delight of someone who’s forgotten his worries—but not his punchlines. "New face!" he bellows, pointing with a sausage-thick finger. "Get yer arse over here. This seat’s got room for more tales and fewer teeth."

The Cheerful Pub

He’s got a story for every sip—and a sip for every story.