The Guild of the White Ravens is founded on a primary belief: That the advancement of the sentient races is built on the principles of truth and fair dealing. The founders of the White Raven are primarily northern folk, from a realm of snowy islands where civilization is hard-earned and trade between clans a necessity for survival. They are warrior merchants, and their word is their bond. Several of them found their way to Osterra in seek of new fortunes, and like minded individuals have joined them to establish a faction dedicated to preserving a safe haven in this part of the multiverse.
The old legends of the former Kingdom of the White Raven speak of an oathbreaking Jarl, the theft of the sun, and the salvation of humanity through the sacrifice of the Raven. Raven brought the sun back, driving back the darkness of the sky, blinding herself, and bleaching her feathers white in the process. Some nights the White Ravens Jarl tells the stories over fires and cider; stories of an unpaid debt the houses of the northfolk owe. They hope to pay their debt through valiant deeds, through feats of strength, and most of all through fellowship with kith and kin. They know they must follow the ideal of the Raven, sacrificing to bring light where there is darkness and to bring warmth in the cold.
Now that they are here, the Guild of the White Raven has settled in the islands, similar to their home, where they seek to establish trade routes and provide fair dealings to the land. Ravens are intelligent birds, inquisitive, and prone to loudly sharing their discoveries amongst the forests. These traits are found in the Guild.
Additionally, many Guild members wear the sigil of an animal spirit, that of their family clan. The northfolk learned early that they must go to war to protect their peace, and so each clan brings the strengths of their ancestral spirits to ferocious battle. The White Ravens have also begun to seek good relations with, and an understanding of, the Risa Fae, as they share the fairy folks interest in protecting Osterra.
Let the lands know that the White Ravens are here. Let oathbreakers hide, bandits cower, and let truth and valor be shared among the peoples of the realm. Prosperity and knowledge are to be had in good trade, honorable battle, and the faith of friends. Skål!