Lewis Dering
Lewis is young, ambitious, and crafty. He was born in the slums of Darkhaven and abandoned by his parents early in life. The little street urchin kept himself alive by learning how to gauge crowds and take what he needed. By his teenage years, Lewis had built up a reputation as a freelancer trading in information (often obtained by less than legal means) and black market goods (always obtained by less than legal means). He was always smart to never cross the Army, though, and would even feed them tips on his competitors to keep them off his back. His instinct for survival has carried him all the way to Silver River.
Lewis ostensibly works on the lighters carrying cargo from the quays to the warehouses on the other side of the river. However, that's just to give him easy access to the lifeblood of the town and keep him connected. Once a freelancer, always a freelancer.
19 years old. Dark brown hair down to his ears. Brown eyes. 6' and 170 lbs, thin frame with lean muscles built hauling crates.
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