Sunspire · Missing · Since the shrine
A demon-hunter with a dry voice and a rapier that has its own opinions.
The person behind the legend
Reese joined Grenak on the road through a shared interest in killing demons and drinking afterward. He rarely volunteers his past, but he carries a speaking Rapier of Warning and fights with the practiced hostility of someone accustomed to infernal things. He is skeptical, deadpan, and often the person quietly preventing the group’s nonsense from becoming theft, murder, or both.
Signature methods
Magic & stranger talents
What people remember
Heroism, poor judgment, private grief, public embarrassment—usually in combinations nobody planned.
Helped turn the Festival of Flame riot into a successful escape by terrifying the crowd.
Left gold behind when the party took food from Ashenvale, keeping the act technically outside theft.
Approached every talking skull, suspicious child, and convenient treasure chest with appropriate distrust.
Was seized by a red-crystal portal at the Shrine of the Three Hungers and vanished mid-adventure.
Reese’s unfinished record
A demon-hunter’s habits, a talking blade’s unanswered questions, and the last confirmed trail before the red portal closed.
Reese was already hunting demons when Grenak joined him on the road. He carried himself like someone who had learned the cost of giving infernal things a second chance, but he rarely explained where that knowledge came from.
He watched first, distrusted anything convenient, and preferred one dangerous target over a room full of uncontrolled panic. When violence became unavoidable, Reese moved close, marked the thing he intended to kill, and made the rapier’s next strike personal.
He was not humorless. He was simply surrounded by people who required one exhausted adult to remember that taking food without payment was theft and that talking skulls should not immediately become trusted advisers.
Margin warning“If the situation looks simple, identify what benefits from your confidence.”
Caught at the table
Things they genuinely said during play. Profanity, questionable plans, and all. Obvious transcription errors have been lightly cleaned; the wording has not been rewritten.
Session 4Questioning a suspicious stranger's civic authority“Are you a fucking fire marshal?”
Session 4The investigation escalates“Are you some kind of fucking cop?”
Session 4The investigation concludes“He's a fucking cop!”
Session 7Attempting to return the party to its stated mission“Do you guys want to kill big titty demons?”
From the road
Reconstructed from the surviving campaign record—not verbatim transcripts, but faithful to the person revealed at the table.
On taking supplies“I left gold. That makes it procurement. I will not debate this with people who sleep in the middle of roads.”
On Sam the skull“The skull talked too much. This alone was not proof of evil, but it was a compelling start.”
Last entry“Three chests. Three hungers. We fed each correctly. For once, the puzzle seemed satisfied. Then the altar opened.”
People in their orbit
Drinking companion, demon-hunting partner, and the person most likely to turn Reese’s grim work into a celebration.
A warning blade that speaks to him. Whether this improves decision-making remains disputed.
The last known force to touch him. Its destination and purpose remain unknown.
Where the record stands
Missing since Session 11. The portal was created by corrupted red-crystal energy; no body or destination was found.
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