A roguish Var scout with a talent for surviving the impossible. Clever, charming, and always two steps ahead. Unless trouble catches up first.
Relentless Marshal
of Vorundel, Maris fights with duty in her bones and fire in her chest. Loyal to a fault and dangerous when crossed.
An old dwarf with iron in his voice and mountains in his patience. Keeper of secrets, breaker of lies, and far wiser than he pretends.
A poised diplomat whose calm smile hides sharp instincts and sharper intentions. She can disarm a room with courtesy or conquer it with silence
A perpetually traveling troublemaker-philosopher who somehow knows everyone’s business but his own
An elder of Eryndel’s inner circle, she guards the old magics with a patient, unshakable will. Even the forest itself seems to hold its breath when she speaks.
