Goodfeather's major domo, friend and bodyguard all rolled in to one. Fights with a long cane.

A Weapon Master with the sword.

Hoskar notes the expected lean, tall figure close by the newcomer; hair and trim beard shot more extensively with grey than at their last meeting but physique undecayed. His muscles are on display as the long black robe he wears today has no arm covering; and thereon can be seem tattoos for order and truth...and within the sharply-severe black triangle of the former an old death rune, lightening with years of exposure from its original sharpness into something altogether less delineated. Although armed, the tall man wields no weapon for now; shoving jostlers aside as he passes.