Agramai Kalfas
Master of Manipulations
Agramai Kalfas, Thistle Hold’s immensely popular Sanitary Commissioner and cousin to the comman- der of the Queen’s Rangers, is actually a prominent member of The Sacred of the Old Blood – a cult of Ambrian nobles claiming that the dark power of Davokar can be harnessed and used to ennoble both body and spirit. The cult’s existence is so far known by none but the initiated, although fanciful rumors have started spreading through the halls of power. In any case, that such a cult truly exists and that it might have an agent in Thistle Hold is nothing that Lasifor Nightpitch has even considered.
Agramai has orchestrated numerous incidents over the years, to advance the cause of the cult and invite Davokar’s powers to town. He calls him- self the Prince, acts through manipulation and intricate lies, and is always careful to cover his tracks. Most often he uses drugged agents, or ones ensnared by sorcery, and kills them as soon as they have performed their tasks; preferably persons already involved in some lesser cult. That way, the Town Watch will not have to search for long before believing that they have found the root of evil.
Most of the missions are about removing persons who directly or indirectly are trying to hinder Ambrians from approaching Davokar. He has uncovered and had no less than four Iron Pact allies killed, including an elf who came over the palisade on an espionage mission. Adding to that, he has appropriated numerous powerful and dark artifacts from the town’s auction houses and kidnapped untainted humans to use their blood in his sorcery rituals. Thus far he has refrained from trying to manipulate the Mayor and his colleagues at the Town Seat. But he is a frequent and welcomed guest at the Hall of Knights, where he, as gently as possible, is trying to find out if anyone else among the region’s nobles has come to realize the truth about the power of the dark.
The only real indication of the existence of The Prince are a few similar witness statements. In a few cases they come from some of his agents who have been captured alive, in other cases from per- sons who have seen him meeting the agents prior to some attack. But since he never shows his face when dealing with the henchmen, the statements come off as ghost stories more than anything else – stories about a huge man with his face shaded by a deep hood, dressed in flowing black garments. The Town Watch assigns no credibility to the information and every time it recurs the guards jest between themselves, complaining that yet another witness has heard too many tall tales about the elusive, but oh-so-fictional, Shadow.
Agramai Kalfas, Thistle Hold’s immensely popular Sanitary Commissioner and cousin to the comman- der of the Queen’s Rangers, is actually a prominent member of The Sacred of the Old Blood – a cult of Ambrian nobles claiming that the dark power of Davokar can be harnessed and used to ennoble both body and spirit. The cult’s existence is so far known by none but the initiated, although fanciful rumors have started spreading through the halls of power. In any case, that such a cult truly exists and that it might have an agent in Thistle Hold is nothing that Lasifor Nightpitch has even considered.
Agramai has orchestrated numerous incidents over the years, to advance the cause of the cult and invite Davokar’s powers to town. He calls him- self the Prince, acts through manipulation and intricate lies, and is always careful to cover his tracks. Most often he uses drugged agents, or ones ensnared by sorcery, and kills them as soon as they have performed their tasks; preferably persons already involved in some lesser cult. That way, the Town Watch will not have to search for long before believing that they have found the root of evil.
Most of the missions are about removing persons who directly or indirectly are trying to hinder Ambrians from approaching Davokar. He has uncovered and had no less than four Iron Pact allies killed, including an elf who came over the palisade on an espionage mission. Adding to that, he has appropriated numerous powerful and dark artifacts from the town’s auction houses and kidnapped untainted humans to use their blood in his sorcery rituals. Thus far he has refrained from trying to manipulate the Mayor and his colleagues at the Town Seat. But he is a frequent and welcomed guest at the Hall of Knights, where he, as gently as possible, is trying to find out if anyone else among the region’s nobles has come to realize the truth about the power of the dark.
The only real indication of the existence of The Prince are a few similar witness statements. In a few cases they come from some of his agents who have been captured alive, in other cases from per- sons who have seen him meeting the agents prior to some attack. But since he never shows his face when dealing with the henchmen, the statements come off as ghost stories more than anything else – stories about a huge man with his face shaded by a deep hood, dressed in flowing black garments. The Town Watch assigns no credibility to the information and every time it recurs the guards jest between themselves, complaining that yet another witness has heard too many tall tales about the elusive, but oh-so-fictional, Shadow.
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