Berg

Even after escaping the Hedge, it took him much longer to elude the packs of the Hunter that stalked him. Having heard rumors of the Emerald City under siege, and decided to continue further north, hoping to lose the hunting packs in the cold which he had been accustomed to. One day, he finally heard it, huddled beneath a mass of blankets in a burned out hollow in the frozen hedge. Amid the cries of the hunting parties, he heard the faint whisper of the Iceclaw upon the wind. It promised him hide him in the cold of winter, and he gladly accepted emerging a few days later after the packs had passed, now a winter courtier.

Is given the rank of Archer of the Lonely march, and begins wandering the back-alleys and wastelands of the world to establish new safehouses for the lost. Despite the emotion of sorrow and separation that the Winter Court espouses, wandering the wastes of the world alone begins to remind him to much of his time in Arcadia. Being of use to the Lost society, helping other changelings in the same situation, and fighting back against the Others, pushes him onward however.

While searching for new safehouses out in the hedge tundra, he rescues a baby hedge ram from some hob poachers. Ever since the hedgebeast has been at his side. His actions however displeased his superiors in the Winter Court. Scolding him for his quickness to anger, and his reluctance to keep the creature at his side. While over time he'd obtain a much better control over his ogre rage, his apparent attachment to the Frost Ram has raised more than one question from his superiors.

After having been in the Winter court for some time, he was eventually approached several times with offers of recruitment to the Summer court. While at first he seriously entertained the idea, the lure and promises of refined anger appealing to him, the repeated appeals for more time to consider were eventually met more strongarm tactics, the last of which resulting in a challenge. While Berg realized the need for such warriors amongst the lost, he felt his place wasn't amongst their, raucous and quick to anger, group. While he certainly battled his own issues in adhering strictly to the Winter ideals, he felt more at home there in the Court.

While securing a safehouse for the Winter court, Berg came across some hobs currently living in it. After observing them for some time, he managed to capture one that had strayed a bit to far. First offering a trade for information, he eventually had to resort to guile and threats, finding out that the hobs worked for a group of loyalists. Taking the hob and the information to his superiors in the Court, he was rewarded with the title Lord of the Inhospitable Chamber. It was unknown to him at the time, but his superiors had known the hobs had been up to something there for some time. In hopes of testing him for the title, they sent him there to find out the information they needed. Even now Berg holds the title in high regard, feeling it a recognition of his skills outside of what is typically expect of an ogre.

After pursuing a hob wanted by the Winter Court for some time through the pacific northwestern hedgescape, he finally corners it. Unknown to him, the freehold local to the area had also dispatched one of their own, Arc the Summer Wizened Soldier, to capture the renegade hob on their behalf. After a lengthy confrontation, and longer fight, the hob escapes leaving Arc and Berg battered and beaten at each other's hands. Only afterwards do they realize they are both on the same side, and begrudgingly team up to search down the Hob again. Despite recapturing the Hob, both still bare some animosity towards the other for nearly costing them a mission.

After meeting another changeling in Augusta, Georgia, Berg pays cash for a flight to Puerto Rico to seek warmer, and perhaps safer, climates. Having preferred wandering in service of the Court for some time, due to the mercurial nature of lost politics, he decided it was perhaps best to seek safety in numbers amongst the Freehold in Augadilla.