Ulrich of Passau

Kingdom of Bohemia, 1403.

A knight recently appeared in a tavern in the town of Sasau. He's an old man, but he looks menacing. You can tell right away he's a nobleman, he has a ton of money and pays regularly. He's well-equipped, covered in Milanese armor, and his horse costs as much as half a village. But he looks like he's ready to finish you off right now. But he acts strangely. He doesn't talk to anyone, sits in the corner like an owl, sniffing around. A true noble knight, you can tell right away by the way he holds himself. His back is straight, his gaze is stern, and his hands... his hands are strong, like a blacksmith's, though his skin isn't at all rough. True, he rarely smiles and looks at everyone as if they're all guilty of something.