Brunor of the Woodenshield

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*The usual smog rises from the streets of Sigil as anti-peak rolls over, light funnels in wedging early rising critters out of their kips. A tall dark haired man makes his way through the bustle and steam of the lower ward. Passing by the extravagant architecture that encompasses The Lady's Ward heading toward the Barracks. The man known as Brunor of the Woodenshield hands in the appropriate application and awaits approval to be suited and booted*