Ruzkan Thrice-Hanged
He doesn’t talk about how he survived the rope—not anymore. He just pours another drink, tightens the knot in his apron… and waits.
Father Brioc Emberhall
The ale burns on the way down—but so does the truth when it finally surfaces.
Grelma Dustwhistle
She hums to herself as she pours your drink, the light in her eyes a little too clever, a little too watchful for someone who claims she’s “just a tavernkeep.”
Cinderspark Alley
Cinderspark Alley is a narrow, winding city passage caught between the blaze of rebellion and the shimmer of arcane unrest.
Nexira “The Discordant”
Her voice starts soft—siren-sweet, almost sorrowful—until it cracks the sky and leaves a riot in its wake.
Cragthump Smashgrin
A revolutionary ogre with a love for poetry and political philosophy—he topples thrones with the same grin he recites sonnets with.