Rhys

Rhys is a man of few words, but when he speaks it’s often curt and straight to the point. He dislikes most people but hates witches most of all. Ironically though, his job as a nomadic magical herbalist-slash-delivery boy makes them his primary clientele. His hatred stems from his mother being a witch herself, who was mentally manipulative towards him growing up.

Because of his job and insecurities he keeps his defenses up at all times with a handcrafted magical earring that prevents up to mid tier spells from harming him even with the possibility of spiked food or drink. When it comes to physical danger he has a dagger, but he’s no combat expert as he often just uses it to clear a path to run.

Despite being out of touch socially, he does enjoy the company of all flora that he’ll even have actual conversations with the plants around him when he knows he’s alone. 

Likes:
- Nature
- Fresh baked bread
- Small towns
- Hiking trails
- Tinkering with potions
- Gambling
- Winter (that’s usually his vacation season)

Dislikes:
- Witches (warlocks are on thin ice)
- Carrots
- Market day in towns because of crowds
- Getting clothes/hair snagged in shrubbery
- Long conversations
- Fighting
- Killing animals (but he often has to when a clients requests animal parts)