Born to the Clan of the Fox of the Loekaajaa in the far North, Yancy is tall and rough faced, with pale hair and a short beard. Though he has no official standing, he finds he is often expected to act as impromptu emissary of his people, for though he now makes his home among civilized folk, following their customs and mores, the ritual tattoos on his face and shoulders point unerringly to his barbarian heritage.
Traveling south out of his homeland in search of knowledge and an understanding of the world beyond the wilds of the Clanlands, Yancy quickly fell in love with Athervon, its people, and its history, venturing deeper and deeper into the kingdom, trading stories and songs and simple labor for food and lodging and an understanding of the people he had come to live among.
Overall, Yancy is a jovial sort, not shy to speak up or to speak loudly or boldly. He typically dresses in the leathers and hides preferred by his people and wears an iron and bone representation of a stylized fox head on a chain around his neck, the trickster totem of his clan. He makes no bones about speaking to the totem image aloud, telling it jokes and asking its guidance regardless of who might be around.
The Raven, the Fox, the Spider and the Wolf feature prominently in the tales he tells.
