A smelly streetkid from Anlir who hears about just about everything. He's sharp, quick, & brash, with a foul mouth & a foul smell about him. He always ends up in places he doesn't belong, which has caused him no end of trouble, but also saved his life a number of times.

He is currently being trained by a group of Silver Torches to be one of their covert elite. He is now traveling with the party & is a member of the Pack. His smell has lessened, his brashness mellowed, & his wit sharpened.

He reveres Matrim & Paul as heroes.