Nathin Baragas was a foppish sycophant from a merchant family in Old Port. They weren't nobles but they were wealthy enough to get invited to fancy parties and laughed at every bad joke nobles made so they'd keep him around.
Then the world ended so he joined the Sons of Senespur.
He was not in fact a were-cat.
As always I forgot to take any screenshots.
lies
I enjoyed our one interaction. I'm glad you were the one who got to loot my fancy dagger and not smelly Vick.