Theodore Nott
Theodore is calm, cool and collected. He was in his tree house peering out the window when he saw the hoard rush up to safety. He rolled his eyes a bit, but said nothing about Florean running out like a wild man and brandishing his point stick. He says nothing, because the man has been brining back food and he cant afford to be a dick at this point.
Since arriving he had managed to venture down to the apothecary. He has been collecting what ingredients he can find, when he comes upon them.
He will be the first of mine to write. As he is new. And I feel like it.
He will be thrilled to see some of his peers amongst the rabble.