Watchers and Watchguards are given 65 points to allocate to their stats, Greenbands are given 60. Each player gets five points to put into their equipment -- each piece of equipment must have one point at minimum, and 5 at most. One point items are somewhat broken, very old, or otherwise crappy items you wouldn't pilfer a dead mouse for, two point items are cheap, old, flimsy, or otherwise unimpressive, three point items are well-made, four point items are very well made, and five point items are masterfully crafted. The higher the number is, the less likely it is to break.

STR: Your character's strength, reflected in rolls for running, jumping, climbing, swimming, attacking, and intimidation.
CON: Your character's constitution, reflected in rolls for resisting poison, withstanding attacks, and surviving natural disasters.
DEX: Your character's dexterity, reflected in rolls for dodging, sneaking, marksmanship, and hand-eye coordination.
CHA: Your character's charisma, reflected in rolls for bluffing, negotiating, lying, seducing, and performing.
INT: Your character's intelligence, reflected in rolls for investigation, alchemy effectiveness, and foraging.
LUC: Your chacter's luck, reflected in encounter rolls.

Equipment: List it, describe it if you want, or don't. Don't forget the points.
Traits: Two positive, two negative, just make four up. Specify what they give buffs or debuffs to. Once they're done I'll PM you telling you if you need revisions, or just tell you what the specific numbers of your debuffs are.
Trade: Nobody has prepared all their life to be a Watcher. What did you do before you joined the Watch?
Friend: An NPC mouse with a high opinion of your character who might help them. Briefly explain their reason, whether or not your mouse is aware.
Enemy: An NPC mouse with a low opinion of your character who might harm them. Briefly explain their reason, whether or not your mouse is aware.
History: Describe your mouse's life up to joining the Redwatch in one paragraph or less, with the brevity of a case worker or military docket.

Name: Oliver of Rosewood

Rank: Greenband

Appearance:
Oliver is a light brown- almost drab colored mouse with clear white chest hair. His only particularly distinguishing feature is a stripe of dark fur that runs vertically up his face starting from his nose. Rather unremarkable among other mice, Oliver is nice looking, if in a rather plain sort of way. He's an average sized mouse, though his small personality makes him seem smaller than the average mouse.

He wears a brown jerkin and a leather belt, the only source of color being the green armband over his left arm. A leather belt at his waist holds a variety of pouches with mainly a collection of herbs within them. Over his shoulder he has a leather satchel that carries a variety of supplies for medical purposes- needles and thread, clean cloth, a small supply of spirits, and clean water. Also inside the satchel is a sketchpad and a book detailing a number of useful herbs, where they are commonly found, and their medical uses. He wears a plain cloak over all of this- not a watcher's cloak, but merely a travelers cloak.

Personality:
Warm and kind-hearted, Oliver is a timid young mouse with a strong sense of right and wrong and a well developed moral compass. This level headed and gentle hearted mouse tries his best to stay brave and rational in the face of hardship and adversity despite his inexperience, but is rather easily shaken or surprised. Due to his age, Oliver is rather impressionable, and expresses a desire to learn various skills and tricks from the older veterans, though is often self conscious about his lesser skills when compared to that of the more experienced members of the group.

Honest and trustworthy, Oliver is compassionate and kind, if a little shy and soft-spoken. His personality only really changes when he is treating wounds or delivering care to others- as far as he's concerned, when a mouse lies onto his medical cot, they're in his kingdom. An attempt to sit up and leave while suturing a wound or an attempt to call the wound 'naught but a scratch' will likely result in a sharp blow to the noggin and an equally sharp exchange of words. Generally a very down to earth and grounded individual, Oliver possess a calm and positive demeanor, and while occasionally bordering on naivety, bolsters the spirits of those around him.

STR: 6 - Not particularly strong nor particularly skilled, Oliver makes a poor excuse for a fighter.
CON: 10 - Average, or just above, Oliver deals with pain and sickness about as well as the next mouse.
DEX: 12 - Years of work in an apothecary has resulted in a pair of steady, deft paws.
CHA: 6 - A timid heart and a typically soft voice does little to help his presence in conversation.
INT: 18 - Bright and knowledgeable, Oliver can surprise others with his vast knowledge of mouse physiology and use of herbs and chemicals.
LUC: 8 - Nothing particularly special, sometimes he stubs his toe.

Equipment:

• Militia Spear: 2 pts - A common, standard issue spear often given to recruits or used by caravan guards. A long haft of appreciably solid wood with a steel point affixed to the end. Easy enough to pick up and use- just point the metal bit at the bad guys.
• Short Sword: 3 pts - A well made shortsword. Good for stabbing and slashing, and small enough to be used in close quarters- if Oliver was any good with it.
• Healer's kit - A leather satchel filled with most supplies for basic and moderate medical emergencies. Its no hospital, but it'll keep a mouse in one piece until they can get dedicated medical care back in Redfort.

Traits:
+ Steady hands - Oliver gains a +4 to dexterity when treating and suturing wounds.
+ Wallmouse - Even in broad daylight, Oliver is harder to notice when with others.
- Easily intimidated - Oliver takes a -2 penalty charisma bonus to convince, charm, diplomacy and deception rolls when interacting with those of higher constitution or strength.
- Unskilled fighter - Oliver receives a -2 penalty to attack rolls against prepared/aware opponents.

Trade:
Before joining Redwatch, Oliver was an apprentice at an Apothecary.
Friend: Oliver came across Aran Badgerslayer - famed Redwatch Watchguard- shortly after he slew the badger for which he earned his namesake. After tending to and mending a rather nasty wound, Aran declared that the young mouse had saved his life and vowed to repay his debt in some way, some day. Aran would later encourage Oliver to join the Redwatch, where his skill with medicine could save the lives of many a mouse.
Enemy: Brand of Burrowhill is a particularly nasty mouse that joined the Redwatch the same time that Oliver did. Brand relentlessly torments Oliver, whom he sees as weak and unfit to be a part of the Redwatch.

History:
Born the fifth son of a relatively poor merchant family in the town of Rosewood, Oliver was sent off to learn a trade so he could provide for his family. Due to his relatively frail nature, most physical trades were denied to him, and he would eventually find his place in the local apothecary. Here, it seemed, Oliver shined- a naturally intelligent mouse with a knack for medicine. After finishing his apprenticeship, Oliver left for Redfort, the capital of Redfield to ply his trade. Along the way he came across and saved the life of Aran Badgerslayer, who encouraged him to join the Watch. After a short time in Redfort, Oliver eventually sought the Watch.

_{N A M E}

Aleria of Westercroft

_{R A N K}

Watcher

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

Aleria was born in the Kingdom of Westercroft as the eldest daughter of King Ethelred IX, and as such has been afforded… a particular appearance born from royal genetics and conditions, though she has attempted to put much of her past behind her for a variety of reasons. The former highborn’s fur is a bright white with ebony eyes that are accompanied with only a few scars and discolorations from her time in as a member of the Redwatch. Such scars include lines draw across the back of her neck, along the jawline of her muzzle, and upon the top edge of her rightmost ear; more of these affects are upon her body though the worst of them are hidden by the appearance of her cloak. In terms of attire, Aleria isn’t too different than other mice or watchmen in general; underneath her purple-stained cloak is a guardsman’s harness that supports her quiver and sheath as well as some minor attachments such as a flask and small set of tools.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

As one may imagine from a woman who has shunned nobility for greater freedom, Aleria’s personality isn’t the most approachable within the order and oftentimes a reputation precedes that fact; and whilst it is true that the white-furred mousegirl is particularly coarse, she doesn’t act this way out of ego or beliefs of superiority. The truth of the matter is that Aleria tries to be welcoming and amenable but ultimately her experiences make her distrustful of people’s motivations, a tendency that is only made worse by a virulent temperament. But her lack of trust doesn’t translate to a lack of faith in the Redwatch by any means. In fact, her distrust towards others often translates to her being more critical of potential members as she attempts to analyze them to see what she thinks of their “true self” and “faithfulness to the cause”. It is also probably why she’s never had a squire.

Her outlook of people aside, Aleria sees what the Redwatch represent and hopes to better embody the ideals and follow their laws and tenants with the highest level of integrity despite originally coming to the gates of the order in time of desperation rather than duty; in her perspective that moment of weakness is probably her greatest shame. She tries to make up for it with every moment going forward.

_{A T T R I B U T E S}

STR - 12

Aleria is a competent swordswoman and is used to “putting her back into it”. She’s hardly a brawler or master of unarmed combatant, however.

CON - 11

Aleria is hardy enough to deal with the elements and not be impeded by a illness.

DEX - 16

Aleria has a sharp perception and sharper reflexes, but younger and smaller mice are much quicker than she.

CHA - 8

Aleria’s loud, temperamental, and no nonsense attitude tends to work against her. She may have a presence, but it tends to work against her despite her being pleasant to look at.

INT - 10

Aleria has quick wits and is well-educated, though she doesn’t apply herself most of the time in the latter. She is a decent investigator, but she’s hardly a brilliant one.

LUC - 8

Aleria has unfortunate luck strike her from time to time. The scars are proof of that.

_{E Q U I P M E N T}

Shortbow (3): A remarkable, but non-masterwork weapon meant for shooting projectiles.

Arming Sword (2): A well-made, albeit unimpressive arming sword for when battle becomes too close for comfort.

_{T R A I T S}

Adventurous: Aleria has always felt the thrill of adventure in her bones and as such has a knack for exploring. As a child she often scaled the mountains, trees, and structures around her. She gets a +2 bonus to climbing and acrobatics checks.

Cynical: It is hard for Aleria to trust in people due to her experiences with those who are out for themselves. Whilst this prevents Aleria from being deceived, this also disallows trust. Aleria suffers at disadvantage (-2) to sensing motive and diplomacy actions.

Highborn: A former princess of Westercroft, Aleria knows the ins and outs of the high nobility. Using her education, wits, and experiences she can successfully defuse or comprehend a situation involving matters of the royal court. Aleria receives a +2 bonus to intelligence and charisma checks involving nobility.

Temperamental: Due to experiences with arguments and broken loyalties, Aleria’s already emotional personality can turn from rowdy to violent in a moment’s notice. Due to this inability to control her temper when offended Aleria is at disadvantage (-2) to all interaction and action rolls when enraged; additionally, she needs to successfully roll to maintain composure if she is not to act based on her emotions.

_{T R A D E}

Nobility. Aleria’s kin have served as the rulers and protectors of Westercroft since time immaterial.

_{F R I E N D}

Fjara ‘Taileater’: A well-regarded watchguard and Aleria’s mentor and friend. Second only to Mathias of Oakenfort in guardians who mean much to the mousegirl, Fjara was the one to select Aleria as a squire after she had finished her trials. As such the bond between the two mice is relatively strong and given the experiences the two went through during Aleria’s formative years it has been a kinship that has not faded with time. Aleria considers her like a second mother.

_{E N E M Y}

Prince Magnus of Glendale: The heir to the Kingdom of Glendale, and mouse that was to be wed to Aleria upon agreement between Glendale and Westercroft. To his friends and subjects Magnus is seen as a kind and benevolent prince, but to those who truly understand him as a petty and cruel man. Aleria’s defection to the Redwatch, to him, is a declaration of war and has been for many years. With his father in ill health, he may become a more tenacious threat to not only Aleria but also the Redwatch.

_{H I S T O R Y}

Prior to joining the Redwatch, Aleria was a mouse of decent renown considering her birthright as the eldest daughter of the King of Westercroft. However, Aleria was not a prissy princess by any means due to a combination of rigorous tutelage by the captain of the royal guard as well as an adventurous personality that was rarely reined in by her betters. She joined the Redwatch due to complications regarding familial expectations such as a marriage to an unfavorable suitor. Whatever the case may be, the past is now the past and her old life has been put aside in favor of the watch.

_{N A M E}

Athelstan of Cottonmouth

_{R A N K}

Greenband

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

Athelstan is a simple mouse with a simple, albeit taller and brawnier, appearance. The lowborn’s fur is a youthful champagne, though it can appear a brown-gray at times. In terms of disfigurements, claw marks protrude across his neck, a single mark from a squirrel’s spear runs from the edge of his left brow to the base of his left ear, and faded wounds from the lashings he received as a “guest” of the Cottonmouth stockades are prevalent on his appearance. Athelstan isn’t particularly handsome, but he is not homely. In terms of attire he wears a simple midnight gray cloak to keep himself warm though he knows if he passes his trials it will be replaced.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

For most of his life, Athelstan has been kicked around by those who were bigger and stronger than him in both status and stature; an odd thing to imagine considering the tall and brawny mouse Athelstan has become following his ascent through maturity. As a result, Athelstan likens himself as a denier of bullies and thugs whether they wear rags or finery. In fact, this disdain has cultivated a personality of opposition and defiance that has more often than not got Athelstan into trouble with his betters and peers alike. But despite often conflicting with others through his challenging and rough personality, Athelstan believes in the rights of everymouse and strongly holds beliefs that the idea that mice are inherently meek cowards is a social construct that holds little truth; for him cowardice is only encouraged through this reoccurring statement. His rejection of this fact has made him consider training to become a guard or seeking out things as an adventurer; though he often holds himself back to his love for his kin.

Or at least, until the squirrel raid on Cottonmouth a few months ago. Driven to be the best mouse possible, Athelstan made a decision following the loss of his oldest friend, Oskar, has embittered Athelstan to the existence of the squirrel-folk and has sworn an oath of vengeance. Joining the Redwatch seems to serve this purpose for him, though he does respect it as an honorable order of brave mice.

_{A T T R I B U T E S}

STR - 17

Athelstan has had a lifetime to become one of the toughest mice in Cottonmouth. He’s been trained as a blacksmith and he’s probably been in more brawls than is sensible.

CON - 10

Athelstan is young and has a decent constitution, but nothing too hardy.

DEX - 10

Athelstan is as quick as any other mouse of relative age and size.

CHA - 7

Athelstan is blunt and says how he feels. People tend to think he’s too standoffish and too uppity for his class.

INT - 9

Athelstan is a bit smarter than the peasants and simplefolk, but his intelligence is limited to his family’s craft. You could fool him with effort.

LUC - 7

Athelstan isn’t lucky, but he isn’t cursed. He once slipped on a bar of soap in the middle of a brawl.

_{E Q U I P M E N T}

Heater Shield (2): A decently made shield; shaped in the form of a reuleaux triangle. Can take a beating.

Claw Sword (3): A well-crafted arming sword variant with a clawblade forged onto the pommel. Forged by Athel himself.

_{T R A I T S}

Confrontational: Athelstan is known for using his fists before using his brain and due to this is at disadvantage (-2) with diplomatic solutions and bargaining.

Coquettish: Despite being average in appearance, Athelstan has a friendly and approachable aura. This has resulted in him being received well by the fairer sex. +2 to interactions with female and jovial mice.

Simple: Due to being part of the smallfolk, Athelstan suffers disadvantage (-2) on checks relating to knowledge beyond his profession and birthplace.

Tall: Athelstan is relatively taller than his brood and stands out in a crowd. Due to this fact he is stronger and more imposing as such he receives +2 to strength-based and intimidation-based checks.

_{T R A D E}

Artisan. Athelstan’s kin have served as blacksmiths and jewelcrafts for many generations.

_{F R I E N D}

Hans of Cottonmouth: The owner of the largest tavern in Cottonmouth and a longstanding family friend. His son (and Athelstan’s closest friend), Oskar, died in the squirrel attack that occurred a few months ago. Should Athelstan return to Cottonmouth he will always have a bed and ale waiting for him at The Lying Wolverine Innhouse & Tavern.

_{E N E M Y}

Klaus of Cottonmouth: The son of the Earl of Cottonmouth, and a distasteful rival of Athelstan’s due to the disapproving relationship between Athelstan and his sister, Beatrix. Once got into a hefty brawl with Athelstan and lost, though it did cost Athelstan a fortnight in the stockades to which the rowdy young mouse remarked that “it was worth it”. Despite this fact, Klaus does not see Athelstan as his enemy and will seek to merely inconvenience Athelstan if they are to meet.

_{H I S T O R Y}

Athelstan’s life leading up to his recruitment was relatively simple—the youngest son of an iconic blacksmith father and a meek tailor mother, Athelstan took life in Cottonmouth with fleets of fantasy. When Cottonmouth survived a raid by a warband of squirrels he decided the best way to serve his family was to join the Redwatch so it would never happen again.

Name

Erian of Redfort // Erian Sleepy Eyes

Rank

Greenband

Appearance

A young upstart with a penchant for running his mouth, Erian's gotten himself into enough scraps over his short years to gain a number of scars. Swelled, shallow cuts surround each of the mouse's eyes, giving him a strangely tired expression- prompting his nickname. A chipped front tooth thanks to a neighbor wacking him in the mouth with a shovel during a heated argument.

Short and scrawny, Erian lacks much muscle mass beneath his matted fur. His coat is a mess of tangled, black hair with sparse white spots around his torso. Erian's whiskers are long and typically caked in dirt and dust. Years of working in the deepest mines of Redfort, and covering himself in dirt and charcoal, Erian doesn't stress much over appearances. Not to say he's particularly dirty. But you won't find him getting his coat brushed often or excessively washing his paws.

Erian is small of stature, nearly half that of most mice his age from Redfort. Though Erian was always part of the mining unit, following in the footsteps of his parents, he never developed much upper body strength. Most thought he was incapable of it due to oddities in his genetics, tied, likely, to his height. Erian often worked as a scout and a runner. They sent him into the tiniest cracks and crevices to examine potential new areas to excavate. Dangerous work, but Sleepy Eyes was never one to shy away from it. This activity lent him great strength in his legs and a lithe, capable build.

Personality

One would struggle to find a more fiery, passionate soul than Sleepy Eyes Erian. The short tempered miner mouse is a deeply flawed individual. He has great pride in his lineage and his nation, to the point where he blindly believes and supports everything the monarch or her government says. He has a tendency toward violence when angered, especially against those who confront and insult him personally. Rough and coarse, the rodent often times struggles to empathize with others; especially when he doesn't know them personally. His personality tends to lead to conflict with others around him. Erian doesn't enjoy fighting with family or the few friends he has managed to keep a hold on, but a lot of the time the mouse simply can't control himself. He lacks the personal discipline to do so.

Erian of Redfort loves his country and his king. He's never left Redfield before, and never had any desire to for most of his young life. Ever since he was a boy, he's looked up to the Redwatch. He sees them as the crowning achievement of his beloved kingdom. A legacy of heroism and defending the legacy of his homeland left an impression upon the young mouse. Erian's blind patriotism and loyalty to the crown has left him jaded, however. He believes the Watch has spread itself too thin trying to protect everyone- some of whom might not eve deserve defending. Why does Redfield need to guard Glendale, or Westercroft? The Redwatch is their creation. It's their army. The other Gnawer kingdoms were a drain on Redfield resources and only ever caused problems for them. Erian used to shout his views from the mountaintops. Several violent confrontations later, and Sleepy Eyes has learned to keep his opinions to himself unless otherwise asked. He's just as passionate about it, however, as he used to be.

Name

Erian of Redfort // Erian Sleepy Eyes

Rank

Greenband

Appearance

A young upstart with a penchant for running his mouth, Erian's gotten himself into enough scraps over his short years to gain a number of scars. Swelled, shallow cuts surround each of the mouse's eyes, giving him a strangely tired expression- prompting his nickname. A chipped front tooth thanks to a neighbor wacking him in the mouth with a shovel during a heated argument.

Short and scrappy, Erian's body mass is tightly woven beneath his matted fur. His coat is a mess of tangled, black hair with sparse white spots around his torso. Erian's whiskers are long and typically caked in dirt and dust. Years of working in the deepest mines of Redfort, and covering himself in dirt and charcoal, Erian doesn't stress much over appearances. Not to say he's particularly dirty. But you won't find him getting his coat brushed often or excessively washing his paws.

Erian is small of stature, nearly half that of most mice his age from Redfort. Though Erian was always part of the mining unit, following in the footsteps of his parents, he never developed much upper body strength. Most thought he was incapable of it due to oddities in his genetics, tied, likely, to his height. Erian often worked as a scout and a runner. They sent him into the tiniest cracks and crevices to examine potential new areas to excavate. Dangerous work, but Sleepy Eyes was never one to shy away from it. This activity lent him great strength in his legs and a lithe, capable build.

Personality

One would struggle to find a more fiery, passionate soul than Sleepy Eyes Erian. The short tempered miner mouse is a deeply flawed individual. He has great pride in his lineage and his nation, to the point where he blindly believes and supports everything the monarch or her government says. He has a tendency toward violence when angered, especially against those who confront and insult him personally. Rough and coarse, the rodent often times struggles to empathize with others; especially when he doesn't know them personally. His personality tends to lead to conflict with others around him. Erian doesn't enjoy fighting with family or the few friends he has managed to keep a hold on, but a lot of the time the mouse simply can't control himself. He lacks the personal discipline to do so.

Erian of Redfort loves his country and his king. He's never left Redfield before, and never had any desire to for most of his young life. Ever since he was a boy, he's looked up to the Redwatch. He sees them as the crowning achievement of his beloved kingdom. A legacy of heroism and defending the legacy of his homeland left an impression upon the young mouse. Erian's blind patriotism and loyalty to the crown has left him jaded, however. He believes the Watch has spread itself too thin trying to protect everyone- some of whom might not eve deserve defending. Why does Redfield need to guard Glendale, or Westercroft? The Redwatch is their creation. It's their army. The other Gnawer kingdoms were a drain on Redfield resources and only ever caused problems for them. Erian used to shout his views from the mountaintops. Several violent confrontations later, and Sleepy Eyes has learned to keep his opinions to himself unless otherwise asked. He's just as passionate about it, however, as he used to be.

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Watchers and Watchguards are given 65 points to allocate to their stats, Greenbands are given 60. Each player gets five points to put into their equipment -- each piece of equipment must have one point at minimum, and 5 at most. One point items are somewhat broken, very old, or otherwise crappy items you wouldn't pilfer a dead mouse for, two point items are cheap, old, flimsy, or otherwise unimpressive, three point items are well-made, four point items are very well made, and five point items are masterfully crafted. The higher the number is, the less likely it is to break.

Stats

STR: 6
CON: 15
DEX: 20
CHA: 3
INT: 8
LUC: 8

Equipment

3 points - Well crafted bow

2 points - Hunting knife
Traits

+Like A Rat: Erian fights with the brutality of a savage. He pokes eyes, stabs genitals and isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. Gains a bonus when rolling for a dirty trick maneuver, as well as when defending against a dirty trick.
+Cave Diver: Spending his youth in the deepest caves of Redfort, Erian is a natural at traversing underground environments. Gains a bonus to rolls for climbing checks when inside tight spaces
-Don't Call Me Short: Erian is nearly half the average height for a male mouse his age. His small stature makes him physically weak. Penalty to all melee strikes and strength tests.
-'Short' Tempered: Easily provoked to anger and lacking the discipline to control himself, Sleepy Eyes has a tendency to respond to negative circumstances with violence. Penalty to diplomacy rolls, charisma checks and potential to become 'enraged' if hurt in combat.

Trade

Following in the footsteps of his parents, Erian used to be a miner before he joined the Redwatch

Friend

Diana of Redfort: Aunt to Sleepy Eyes Erian, Diana is a Watchguard assigned to garrison duty in one of Redfort's burrows. She took Erian in after his parents died, and helped guide him to the Redwatch when the young mouse needed a direction in life. She supports him as best she can, though Erian's temper and shortsightedness make him a hassle to even her. Diana attempts to keep a 'hands off' approach, not wanting to mix her personal life with work- she shows absolutely no favoritism to Erian, and prefers not to interact with him outside of home life. She was his guardian for the two years prior to him becoming an adult mouse, giving Erian lodging when no others would.

Enemy

Vale Goldcloak: Vale runs the major mining operation in Redfort that Erian's parents both worked in. He and Erian's father were constantly at each other's throats while he was still alive. The father often usurped Vale's authority and was a threat to his position as head of the company. Goldcloak tried to run him out of the job dozens of times. Yet Erian's father, stubborn as a mule, refused to be intimidated. It is suspected by some that the mining 'accident' that claimed the lives of Erian's parents and made him an orphan could've been the work of a desperate Goldcloak, but the authorities didn't have enough evidence to pursue foul play charges. Vale and Erian hate one another with a passion. Erian suspects he's the murderer, and Vale believes Sleepy Eyes to be an impudent child that needs to be put in his place.

History

Sleepy Eyes Erian of Redfort was one of four children born in his litter. His parents were both career miners who had never left the city of Redfort before, and their children were expected to follow in their footsteps. Erian's siblings all died working in the mines in various accidents and cave ins. Erian nearly lost his head on a couple of occasions, but he managed to survive to early adulthood. Short tempered and opinionated, the boy got into plenty of trouble with others, often fighting older, stronger mice and coming home with scars and bruises. His parents, while loving, were too busy to adequately raise Sleepy Eyes- he lacked authority figures in his life and had little to no self discipline. When his parents both died in a mining accident, Erian was left without any close family to take care of him. He was too poor to afford his own living space and would likely starve if no one helped him. His aunt, Diana, gave him shelter. Erian, unable to make a living wage as a miner, was all but required to join the Redwatch if he wanted to survive on his own.