Caleb Biron, The Gravedigger’s Brawl
He spoke with a cultured British accent.
TGB, p. 17
Caleb was manning the bar downstairs and he greeted them wordlessly, knowing whatever he said would be lost before it got to them. He had dyed his beard jet black and shaved it into a classic split goatee, complete with pointed ends shellacked with something that made them stick out. They looked sharp enough to pierce armor. His eyes were flat black, an eerie thing since they were usually a gentle green. He had horns that appeared to be growing out of his forehead, not just sitting on a hairband or something, and they curled back and down around his ears like ram’s horns.
TGB, page 162-163
Roux, Abigail. The Gravedigger's Brawl. Riptide Publishing. Kindle Edition.
