Nevin Crawford

Nevin is a weasel in the shape of a man. There is no job too important he cannot shirk, no task too difficult he cannot avoid, and no object too secure that he cannot take it. His father was a hero of many battles and in this matter Nevin was a great disappointment - made more so because his cousin Sheila Crawford has excelled at all things physical. The only person that kept him in line was Valfredo, a skilled thaumaturgist who lived in the nearby city of Palmaris. He was never a good study, but he did manage to understand most of the basics of his craft.

The day became a squire to Sir Gunther Strausberger was terrible. Going into battle was not something he relished even if the thought of the ripe pickings a tournaments thrilled him. The reality is that they fought monsters, ghosts, and bandits who had almost no gold on them. When Sir Gunther left for his homeland he was more than willing to help him pack his belongings. Now, if only he could convince Sheila to get rid of that thrice-cursed Sword of Truth things would improve.