To Slay A Dragon
Gavin Morrigan is a dark haired man with a dusting of silver at his temples which seems almost to contrast the spark of youthful determination in his eyes. Often engrossed in writing, he is clearly in good shape. No one seems to know why he spends so much of his free time at the Bleeding Heart, nor what it is he is writing exactly. Surely something, or someone, must attract him here on a regular basis. What could it be?