Short and portly with a bowled head of dirty blonde hair, Riley Dougelford of Bazagons' slums isn't the most attractive fellow. His nose is a bit wide, and a bit short. His cheeks are always a slight hint of blushed, and his face a bit greasy. He wears studded leathers over well worn travelers clothes. His eyes, however, are an emerald green and are aware. He keeps his bow slung over his shoulder and his scimitar and short sword concealed in his travel coat. A new bit of muscle for hire, Riley isn't ashamed to say he likes easy money, but in his free time he is known to frequent the Gauntlets. Something pushes him to push himself.