Moash Van Tulkeri

"We don't kill kids, but that rule is negotiable if the kid's a dick"

- Master Adrian Pimento

Biography
Born 137 years ago in the city of Kartus from a moon elf mother (Tulsandri) and human father (Logan). Father was a skilled trader, mother was an Adventuring Bard. Moash joined the army of the Emerald Empire @ 18 after his mother died from a disease caught during her travels. Mainly acted as a scout and experienced little combat (36years). Woke up in an alley one evening covered in wounds and almost dead. Recovered by an agent of the Black Moranth (Geer - LT seeking out potential recruits) - Realized he had no memory of the week prior.

Joined the Moranth and spent 10 years training under them to be sent out to work personally for God King Keltan Zuul in Western Valencia. 15 years into service (personal assassin/spy/adjunct), was informed the Emerald Empire Lord Kirekoleste had sent assassins after God King Zuul, was able to kill 4 out of the 5 (wounded him (Saladar Feirzen) by taking off his right hand, but he managed to escape. Came back 50 years later and was able to kill Eilene Zuul (youngest daughter of Keltan Zuul) and in the battle Moash lost his left eye. Keltan was furious and demanded a replacement for Moash due to his failure.

Upon returning to the Hall of Moranth discovered that while he was gone the guild had pledged fealty to the Wolves of Reckoning 40 years prior. From them he was given a new left eye, made of glass. Moash continued serving the Black Moranth for 5 more years as a contract killer though nothing nearly as glamorous as what he had been given prior to his failure in Valencia. Became a LT during this time and as given the task of examining new prospect and recruits for the guild. His first mission took him to Ravi but the selected targets either failed to meet expectations or were killed by local thugs/gangs by the time Moash arrived. Upon returning to the hall it was destroyed and everyone in it was killed with their heads posted on stakes and a Black Raven was tattooed on each forehead.

Spent next two years roaming the lands and searching for clues as to who/what the Raven is. Oddly enough he noticed the only heads that weren't posted were the members that had come from the Wolves of Reckoning. His current employer has him doing some medial nonsense gathering a magical item. How he wishes his skills could be put to the test once more.

After Moash has been brought back from the brink of death by the crew of random ass people that fucked up his simple smash and grab job, he's owing them a debt, equal to his life x2. He will help them get off the island and in their current task that is still a mystery to him, unless it interferes with his, or someone with a heavy purse comes calling