The Silverton family has had a high social standing in Magnimar for ages, and it all changed overnight. The Silvertons, who ran a large, very sucessful forge, were revealed to have been sabotaging other blacksmiths to gain the upper hand on the industry. Frey had been instrumental in this affair, and was disowned by the family. He was next in line to inherit the smithing empire in the city after his father, and now he roams the streets of the city, trying to keep himself fed. He was quite the speaker, and would often debate people passing by in the streets. He learned how to use a bow, which served him will in his brief stint in the town guard. He found some hope though, the Pathfinder Society. He joined up quickly, and was sent back to Magnimar to help the lodge there. He takes his bow and his mouth to the streets, accomplishing whatever he needs to do.
Frey stands at 6 feet tall with long brown hair. While technically a simple commoner, he still has a regal feel to him, as if he were a misplaced nobleman. His Varisian heritage is clearly visible just by looking at him
