One of those interesting people is standing shadily on a street corner and looking at nearby elves. One of his hands is in his pocket. He's unusually dark for someone in Ferelden. Unusually human, too, though he's hunched over so that it's not immediately obvious. And he's muttering to himself, which is a sure way to make people not want to look at someone.
The things he's muttering to himself aren't the ravings of a madman, though. "Not her, I'm sure she'd just rupture... couldn't get him... promising. Excuse me, young man?" he quavers in the voice of an old beggar. "Spare a silver?"
"No, that's fine. I've had enough shopping for one day."
"Sounds good to me."
A few days in, they are stopped by a Band of Ruffians. Duncan rolls his eyes.
"You're sure you want to rob us."
"Yep! We outnumber you twenty to one, even a Warden can't kill twenty men at once."
"How willing are you to bet your life on that?"
"Just hand over your gold, old man!"
Duncan sighs. "Tev, what do you think?"
"I'm pretty sure you could take 'em even without my help," says Tev.
"You could say that. You could also say that I enjoy taking people's money."
Duncan claps his hands. "There we go! Tev, I'm declaring this a training exercise. Feel free to subdue them nonlethally or more permanently, doesn't matter to me. I'll be sitting over here."
He sets himself down on a nearby rock, with the air of a man who could definitely kill any man who approaches him. The bandits turn to Tev.
"All right," says Tev. He reaches up over his back and retrieves his shield. He doesn't even touch the greatsword. "Any of you fine fellows want to reconsider your life of crime?"
He hurls the shield at the bandit leader. It bounces off the man's chest, knocking him to the ground, and blurs back to Tev's hand.
"How about now?"
Tev throws his shield again. It knocks down three charging bandits on his way back to his hand, and while it's out he draws his greatsword.
How about his ability to cut them in half? Is that more intimidating? Because he can do that. He has a greatsword.
On the next throw, he lets the shield be sharp.
It goes straight through the bandit on the far left, bounces off a rock - Tev cuts someone else in half with his greatsword - the shield takes off somebody's head and bounces off a tree - Tev kicks someone in the chest and knocks him to the ground - the shield comes through somebody's head and lands neatly on Tev's arm, where he immediately uses it to block a couple of knife-wielding bandits while he swings the greatsword at two more. No one has actually managed to touch him yet.
Tev blocks the axe with his shield, and is slightly surprised to feel the strength of the blow. He spins away and cuts down three bandits, two with the sword and one with the shield's edge, to clear his path a little so they don't distract him while he's dealing with the leader.
Several of the bandits decide to be elsewhere, given that the terrifying shield man can stand up to a full-force swing from the leader. The rest keep a definite distance, except for one who decides to try to stab him in the back.
Tev is too busy blocking another axe-blow to deal with the man who stabs him in the back. But being stabbed in the back doesn't seem to impair him much. It's like stabbing a very sturdy tree.
Then perhaps Tev can ruin the bandit leader's day by shield-bashing him in the face.
Is anyone else going to fuck with him?