Here is Rortum Earthshaker. He is an Oread Unchained Monk. I've been kicking around a couple of characters to help out your group since I saw this thread pop up hours ago.
I finally settled on a melee focused striker. Looks like most of your folks are ranged except for the Aldori Swordlord, so I thought it'd be helpful to have another front line fighter.
I tried to design a character that wouldn't steal the spotlight either, coming into an already established game the last thing I wanted to be was the Knight in Shining Armor trope.
Figured a wandering monk would be able to lend a hand in the fight to retake the stolen lands and help build a temple/Monastery to Irori down the road if he makes it that far.
I went with a pretty generic background that ties him to the area and could have implications later on if the road was chosen to be taken.
Description: About average human height, his oread features are most noticeable in the slightly rocky texture to his skin, his slate gray eyes and hair. He is well built and far denser than he looks due to his Oread Nature.
Background: Rortum Earthshaker was born to a well-off family of merchants out of Brevoy though being born as an Oread was seen as a rather scandalous affair to the family. Because of this he was shipped off to a temple of Irori to live a life of seclusion and become a monk. He dedicated himself to understanding Irori’s ideals, though bullied for being different it taught him to better understand self-dedication and harmony.
After being granted the opportunity to leave the temple and explore the outside world he immediately set out to return home. Though he barely remembered his family he felt confident he’d recognize them when he saw them. It was not to be, his family turned him away, disowning and telling him to never return. That was 10 years ago. Having since moved on he travels the northern Inner Sea area communing with nature and seeking out that self-perfection and balance that Irori touts. He often will stop in villages and toil away on farms to help out commoners as best he can. Trying to understand different ways of life is one of his paths to Self-Perfection. When he speaks its a deep, rumbling voice. He is pretty much always chewing on a stick of Cinnamon, one of his few guilty pleasures. As much as he knows he should shirk the habit, he loves the taste of it.