Beldon Rindherder, Herald of the Lance of the Wolfen-Khan
Beldon is a scout and a smuggler with a bit of a reputation across the [STORY REGION]. A hell of a worker and good on a wagon train, but really that guy loves raising and racing animals. Mostly he works with the dogs but I head he'll keep hawks, racing hares, ponies, and exotic animals round if he can find them. He's a big talker and an entertainer, and I'd think he can turn any beer hall or a race track into a raucous event. He is a loyal Rindherder and he's always looking out for his kin, even though they're a bunch of miscreants and weirdos. Some wonder if he doesn't favor the stranger ones on account of when they get picked on, he gets to fight.
History
Beldon was born feral. A middling son of Ma Sparrow, he had boundless energy and not enough brains to stay out of trouble. His older brother Gerom was big and mean, and the two of them were always at it with each other. Which, frankly, Ma encourage, since when they got along they terrorized the holy hell out of their siblings. He wasn't a bad kid, although can't say all his smaller kinfolk agree, he just had too much energy. He was barely old enough when Ma put him to work, and he was quick and tireless and had a belly full of fire, and you could get him to do just about any job for hours so long as it wasn't too complicated. And the second that boy wasn't busy, he was looking for trouble.
When he was a squirt they joked he was half dog, because you get him near the kennel he would be down in the dirt running and fighting with the pups in no time. When he got older he was always out with his half-sister Yarnad, the second oldest of the clan, down in the kennels. Beldon had a wild, magical energy about him, and although you couldn't be sure he was any brighter than the dogs, they all knew he was in charge. Wasn't just the dogs he was good with, and when he got a chance to be around hawks or wild animals he was all in, spending as much time with them as he could spare. Ask him why he loved the most about wild animals he's answer without a thought, "they go fast." When he saw his first race he was hooked, and he's craved speed ever since.
Once he had those beasts to occupy his attention he just wasn't around as much, which left Gerom with nothing to do except torment the little ones. If you ask Ma, she'll tell you Beldon wasn't inclined to be a protective brother, he was just inclined to go at it with Gerom. But whatever the reason, he grew protective of his brothers and sisters, and eventually that became his nature. He was always right in the thick of it when a Rindherder was in trouble, which was a regular occurrence. He was at the front of the search party when they found Banner in that cave. To hear tell no one was surprised he was the one that found Bobwhite all those years later living on the streets in [STORY LOCATION]. Noble deeds weren't the norm, however, and mostly he was out with his no account kin picking fights and racing dogs and hustling locals in whatever town they were in.
When he came to be old enough there was really no question about whether he would be involved in Ma's less savory dealings. He could work a wagon train for days on end, he never backed down from and fight, and he could ride like the wind the second you needed him to. He's worked routes and fought the law from [ONE DISTANT STORY LOCATION] to [ANOTHER]. Beldon likes to work on his own too, be honest that kid never rested much, and that tireless ethic and lust for life has made him infamous. Doesn't help that he can't hold on to a red cent, and he's burned through a modest fortune at bars and racetracks across the land.