Yistal Faldrin

A noble seeming woman who caries herself with poise and grace. One would be hard pressed to tell that underneath her proper demeanor lays a hardened warrior. She once commanded a battalion of troops and lead them in a march against the leviathan. Even through all her formal events, she carries a dagger or two since old habits die hard.

Currently, she acts more or less as the spymaster for Mavagavrin. She gathers what information does travel, although it is few and far between. Many suspect her sense of harsh realism is what keeps her husband's blind optimism in check.