Jerek Thirdfield

Jerek Thirdfield is a medium height middle aged man whose personality makes him far more imposing than his stature would suggest. He is balding and keeps the fringe of nut brown hair trimmed the same length as his short beard, which is showing grey on the chin. His frame is on the smaller side, but his torso is broad, suggesting that he could have an impressing barrel chest with a little work and effort. Old faded scars pattern his arms, chest, and back.

It is clear that Jerek is used to being in command and obeyed. He speaks in gruff direct sentences, and seems frustrated when people do not immediately do as he says without explaination. It is an obvious mental shift for him to be on a boat filled with people who do not instantly defer to him, demand that he explain his ideas, and challenge what he says. In spite of that he gamely attempts to rise to the occasion, and tries to minimize any power struggles he starts inadvertently.

Jerek was something of a militia leader in the small village of Stonemeadow. An indifferent farmer, he instead spent most of his time settling disputes and acting as an unofficial sheriff for the surrounding area. His wife and daughter passed away from an illness five years back, and when new leadership – younger men – rose to power in Stonemwadow and seemed less supportive and deferential to Jerek, he cut his ties, sold his land, and struck out for Norhall to start over.

Jerek has seen his share of fights, although he admits it has mostly been with drunken farmers or the occasional thief wandering through. He has been in a few actual pitched battles when a bandit group tried to set up years back. He and other mustered a militia and drove them off.

Aside from rags Jerek has a simple country sheath knife in a leather scabbard – single edged, about 8 inches long, with a heavy brass cross piece.