Tarmon Kellusk
Tarmon Kellusk is a Senior Watch Leader in the Castle Ward City Watch. Officially tasked with overseeing inter-ward investigations and high-sensitivity cases, his position grants him considerable authority—though he rarely invokes it. Rather than command from above, Kellusk is known for embedding himself directly into his investigations, often working cases personally from first report to final resolution.
Kellusk is lean and broad-shouldered, with hawkish features, greying black hair pulled into a short knot, and tired eyes that seem to study more than they observe. His uniform is plain but impeccable. A five o’clock shadow clings permanently to his jaw, and an ink-stick is almost always tucked behind one ear.
His reputation among fellow Watch officers is complicated. Many respect his tenacity and results, but few enjoy working with him. He is perceived as obsessive, prone to losing himself in his cases, and dismissive of bureaucratic delays. Civilian witnesses and informants, by contrast, describe him as fair, deliberate, and quietly protective—someone who listens more than he speaks and follows through on his promises.
Kellusk is known for maintaining detailed casebooks written in his own shorthand, a personal system that few others can decipher. He regularly bypasses red tape when he believes procedure threatens the truth, and his caseload includes investigations involving noble misconduct, inter-faction conflict, magical corruption, and unexplained deaths. While his methods may be unorthodox, his integrity has never been questioned.
Within Castle Ward headquarters, Kellusk’s office is often quiet, its shelves lined with closed files, most marked with personal notations rather than official seals. He is not a mentor, a lecturer, or a leader of men—but he is the one the Watch sends when no one else will take the case.
Kellusk is lean and broad-shouldered, with hawkish features, greying black hair pulled into a short knot, and tired eyes that seem to study more than they observe. His uniform is plain but impeccable. A five o’clock shadow clings permanently to his jaw, and an ink-stick is almost always tucked behind one ear.
His reputation among fellow Watch officers is complicated. Many respect his tenacity and results, but few enjoy working with him. He is perceived as obsessive, prone to losing himself in his cases, and dismissive of bureaucratic delays. Civilian witnesses and informants, by contrast, describe him as fair, deliberate, and quietly protective—someone who listens more than he speaks and follows through on his promises.
Kellusk is known for maintaining detailed casebooks written in his own shorthand, a personal system that few others can decipher. He regularly bypasses red tape when he believes procedure threatens the truth, and his caseload includes investigations involving noble misconduct, inter-faction conflict, magical corruption, and unexplained deaths. While his methods may be unorthodox, his integrity has never been questioned.
Within Castle Ward headquarters, Kellusk’s office is often quiet, its shelves lined with closed files, most marked with personal notations rather than official seals. He is not a mentor, a lecturer, or a leader of men—but he is the one the Watch sends when no one else will take the case.
