Prompt
A 27-year-old man, with a blunt and tired face, sitting solemnly at a worn wooden table in the corner of a bustling medieval tavern. His eyes, a deep shade of brown, are slightly baggy, yet do not hold the glaze of intoxication. Instead, they reflect a quiet contemplation, a silent narrative of battles unseen and battles within. He runs a hand through his black hair, revealing a very light stubble that frames his jawline, a testament to the days that have passed since he last groomed. The man's attire is that of a expereiced gaurd: a leather cuirass, reinforced with metal plates, hugs his torso, displaying yellow stitching that outlines the intricate patterns etched into the material. Leather bracers and steel-enforced shoulder pads, also adorned with yellow accents, suggest a history of valor and protection. Despite his relaxed posture, the tension in his shoulders speaks of a readiness to spring into action. Around him, the tavern's ambiance is alive with the warm glow of torches