Heffi

Description
Like a hibernating bear, Heffi appears to be a towering man-mountain. Also like a bear, confusing his deliberate, sleepy demeanor with gentleness will get you ripped limb from limb. Though he speaks simply and moves with an economy of energy that's often confused with napping, that sentiment quickly turns to terror when he starts swinging around his oversized sword and turning people into chunky salsa.

The party first met him when they conscripted themselves into the Last Chancers mercenary company. Heffi proclaimed himself a dragon killer, though he has yet to actually kill one of any note. His enthousiasm for his selfappointed job knows no bounds, however, and he relishes any opportunity to fight draconic creatures. Which is not to say he doesn't enjoy scrapping anything else either. Heffi partly accompagnied the party on their first and only assignment for the Last Chancers, helping them slay a Drake, but went his own way after deciding he was bored and not killing dragons.

Heffi is a very big, very muscled Human man with large jawline, small beady eyes and bald head. His powerful build lends him prodigious strenght and toughness, but in terms of intelligence he doesn't burn very brightly. His clothes and equipment are relatively basic self-made affairs of animal hides, bone and other natural materials, with the exception of his Dragon Slayer, the giant chunk of metal he lovingly calles Sasha.

Despite his intimidating appearance and lust for battle, Heffi is a gentle and friendly man to those he considers friends, affectionately referring to anyone smaller than him (which is pretty much everyone) as "tiny baby men". He also loves eating sandviches.