Nyreth Kaelmaur

Nyreth Kaelmaur wears a pale coat stitched with hand-sewn constellations only visible in lamplight. His kalashtar eyes glow from within, steady as a metronome, and his voice lands soft—right before the room starts bargaining. He keeps a silver tuning fork in his sleeve; when he “composes” a song, ears ring and vows loosen. Neutral evil, practiced.