Not so collected. An eye for coin and a good time. Would win a swearing competition if they existed.

The son of a Smith and a Tinkerer, Sokol spent most of his early life in the navy out of necessity. Money was always hard to keep for long, but the people made it easier, a family. But eventually, all things end, the navy was no longer home. A new adventure awaited ahead, to reclaim an heirloom from his parents, and surpass their skills along the way.

Age

29

Gender

Male

Eyes

Hazel

Hair

Light

Skin Tone/Pigmentation

Fair

Height

4"6

Weight

130