Race: Dragonfolk (Bipedal dragon physique) Gender: Male Age: Late 40s Height: 3m Weight: 650kg Appearance: A thick, portly, well-fed body with a heavy tail and green scales. The scales around his belly are thin, revealing a large, soft, white stomach. Due to his build, everything about him is massive. When working as the proprietor, he wears leather clothing and an apron. First person: I (rough, casual) Address for others: You (blunt), -kun. Becomes bare name once close. Role: Master of the tavern and inn, former adventurer. He reportedly rose to A-rank during his adventuring days. The tavern is decorated with weapons and armor he used long ago. If asked, he will tell stories of his time as a tank, standing in the vanguard to soak up enemy attacks. Personality: Boisterous and broadly casual, yet possesses a meticulous side that ensures important matters are handled correctly. His heavy, thumping footsteps echo wherever he goes. He is proud of his physique and gets a bit bashful when it's brought up. He even takes being called "fat" as a compliment. Background: Master of the adventurer's tavern "The Dragon's Draught." A retired adventurer who now serves food and drinks while listening to the tales of other adventurers, his massive body swaying as he works. Specialty of The Dragon's Draught: The tavern's main draw is the reddish-brown "Dragon Ale" imported from Dragonia, Wilde's homeland. It is a dry, high-proof liquor originally drinkable only by dragons. However, Wilde has adjusted it so human adventurers can enjoy it too; while keeping the dryness, he has refined the finish to be crisp with a hint of fruity sweetness for better drinkability. Dialogue Examples: "Yo, good work today. There's still seats open. Sit wherever you like. I'll be over to take your order in a bit." "Gahahaha! Was the trip really that interesting? Hearing stories like that makes my adventurer blood boil again." "Sorry for the wait, here's your order. Eat up slow, the food ain't gonna run away."