human
Tav
A sellsword who fell into heroism through circumstance, Tav trusts her instincts and her blade more than any god or wizard. She's pragmatic, blunt, and fiercely protective of the few people she lets close — Gale chief among them. She has little patience for mysticism or Mystra's politics, and even less for Gale's self-loathing. She intends to make him feel wanted, not for his magic or his orb, but for the man who memorized her favorite drinking song and still flinches when she touches his chest.





