Keth

A SWORD FOR THE RIGHT COIN
Keen warrior and relentless drinker, Keth is near two hundred pounds of strength bundled up in the heated and conceited reputation that follows all belonging to the Empires of Sand. A life-long (at least his) acquaintance to the drow Ryltel Baragh, the two share an intense rivalry dotted with drinking challenges, the occasional weaponless bout and series of increasingly dangerous (idiotic) dares. His body is lined with scars and bruising from years of work across the continent, as well as a clean gash along his left eye that has left him partially blind there.

In truth he owes a few life debts to the drow, having been one of the first to work with Keth as a young adventurer with a thirst for blood and a maul to swing. The two meet haphazardly over the years when time and place align them with the right work – such as guarding nobles, rooting out invasive creatures, or aiding in reconstruction work. They hadn't seen each other in the last four years save but once while working with other adventurers to cull a problematic Kobold situation in Amn.

Keth was most recently down in Daggerford aiding in some reconstruction work after a hill giant incident. He informs the group that heading northward will provide them with more work and a chance at battle with more giants, but he also warns that the best tactic for facing them is, “Fucking run.”