Crebain Oydfeather

From the Svartalfheim mythology
Born just after the disaster at the Void, Crebain has some vague memories of leaves still clinging to the trees in his childhood, but he came of age in a largely dark and blighted place.
His mother was a Night Elf of the riverlands able to shapechange into a snowy owl when she wished, but she spent her days mostly in wingless form. His father was a God of Asgard who had come north seeking to take out an assassination contract with the most skilled in the art in all the Realm, but when he came upon her gathering water at the banks of the River Rannor he forgot his grievances back home entirely.
Known as Beaker as a youngling, Crebain was raised by his parents along the banks of the river, but every year the water would grow lower and lower until the creatures that lived in it choked and died in silt puddles. His mother would fly over their lands to see with horror how the blight was spreading, worry growing with each flight. His expat father, like most gods, let his tongue run rampant and built a long list of aggrieved by his rumor mongering.
When Crebain returned to his homestead one day after hunting in the forests of the Knife of Gawad that were still clinging to life, he found naught but a vast swath of slime, as if the entire area had been licked by a fat tongue, and smears of blood amongst the crushed ruins. He never found what killed his family, but he did gain a new resolve to make his lands safer for those who dwelled there.
He took on his mother's habit of shifting into avian form, he of raven form rather than owl, and making his rounds over his lands, then his region, and eventually all of Svartalfheim. He made his way to the capitol to treat with the Queen to offer the intelligence he was gathering on the blight straight to the one who could do the most with it.
He ingratiated himself well to the court of Caduben with every visit to the capitol, and traveled to every corner of the kingdom, stopping in each scattered settlement to gather information, occasionally carrying messages from place to place. But more than that, he collected gossip, the sordid details one would only tell to a handsome and charming stranger. He mostly keeps those secrets under his cloak, but every so often, one will be useful to achieve his ends.

Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

Species

Archfae

Year of Birth

114 AF 1907 Years old

Current Residence

Village of Craban

Sex

Male

Gender

Neutral

Height

7 ft