Nashkan Silverwing

Nash is loud, silver-scaled, and always up for a fight. When he was an outcast, Tempest's temple took him in and its war priests trained him. He still wears their symbol, but he doesn't worship any god. What he kept is their way of doing things, and in Nash's version that means you fight people. Arm wrestling counts.

Balasar wrote asking him for help finding his father and named Daggerford as the meeting place. Nash got there first, went into the house on the hill, reached the second floor, and decided it was somebody else's problem. The house let him leave and dropped him in Barovia, where he fell asleep against a gravestone. Beowolfe had to tell him his cousin was dead.

He raged at the fog, snapped a corpse's fingers open, and invited a pack of zombies to kill each other before he put a hand axe through the first one's skull. At the church he pulled the chains off the cellar door with his bare hands. He's at the gate now with Beowolfe.