Rosharis Goldwind

Leader of one of the major merchant clans supporting Iskra, he controls the most skilled riders in Valthar, their dune-lizard patrols carrying swift word of Lokusi swarms to nearby outposts, as well as civic messages and goods of all kinds across the east and even the west, braving the infested lands of the south to communicate with the west on the rare occasion Iskra or others require it. He has a personal distaste for the 'scaled worms' that Iskra traffics with, but he is not fool enough to let it jeopardize his forces at the southern plateau and he's no zealot like the northern tribes that calls for war with the serpents while the Lokusi yet pour across the continent.

What moves his heart? Gold, loyalty, patriotism or something more?