York is of The People, is male, is a sixth circle Champion, and is wearing the symbol of Llehn ryn Rhav'tsath.

 

Despite his clan affiliation, York is not a big huge jerk. This has lead to intense speculation as to just how the devilishly charming young fen made it past Llehn ryn Rhav'tsath's intense screening system to join up with them. The most prevalent theory is that he just found a badge in the mud one day and pinned it to his hat. Daimoth and the others, afraid to lose face by admitting that they have no idea who he is, have yet to kick him out of their prowl.

 

On Winter 66th of the year 572, York lost his right eye in a tragic accident involving several orga, a pregnant rat, a scavenger bird, and a snarky arachne. He now wears a patch, and finds that his depth perception is somewhat lacking.

 

Also notable about York are his love of Earthstones (specifically, Atkite and Darkite), his friendship with Channel Master, and the fact that he boldly maintains a plainly written and often updated journal, undeterred by petty details such as his complete lack of literacy.

 

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Portraits by Kisa