Burnalle, the Weasel.

Slim, small boned and very sallow skinned, this pinch faced man looks perpetually ill and sour of nature. His dark hair is short and unimaginatively cut.


Dark clothing, with a dagger at his waist and a large back pack and belt with pouches weigh him down.


A servant to Lady Rosanna and the silent shadow of Chivaux Gaston during these challenging Tasks of Devotion. He is quiet and watchful, speaking little and doing less. He is a good cook for all his reticence and fairly stoic given some of the less than desirable situations he has found himself in of late.

Burnalle, the Weasel.

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