Butch Ironpaw is a Bulldog, stitched out of stoicism and a hidden soft spot. There is a story going around that Butch Ironpaw once heard a rusted key that fits no door anyone has found answer back, briefly. On busy market days Butch Ironpaw carries a chip of blue tile from beneath the flying den like a small flag, and stallkeepers nod as it passes. Butch Ironpaw wants to be remembered as useful, loyal, and only mildly responsible for what happened near the flooded market halls.