Ilvo Pellastring, the Gilded Goat
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Class: Troupe-master of the Pellastring Carnival
Race: Satyr
Role: patron
Status: alive
Description
Ilvo Pellastring took over the Pellastring Carnival eighteen months ago and by every visible measure he has saved it. The tents are new, the performers are paid on time and paid well, and the show arriving in Thornwake this summer is the best entertainment the town has seen in a generation. Ilvo is charming without appearing to try, remembers the name of every child who comes through the gate, and settles disputes inside his troupe with a fairness his predecessor never managed. He is also the mo
Appearance
Tall for a satyr and beautifully dressed, russet fur beneath a coat the colour of good brandy, horns gilded a quarter of the way up and filed smooth. Moves like a man who has never in his life needed to hurry.
Motives
Grow the carnival into something that can winter anywhere and answer to no town's law. Acquire one genuinely rare thing from every town the show visits, quietly, whether that is a person, an heirloom, or a secret, whichever happens to be least defended.
Personality
Warm, quick, genuinely funny, and completely present with whoever he is speaking to. He is not performing the interest, he simply stops having it the moment you leave the tent. Wears a small brass bell on his belt and rings it once, softly, when a conversation has gone somewhere he intends to remember.
Voice
An easy tenor, faintly amused, dropping to a confiding murmur when he wants something. Calls almost everyone "friend" and somehow makes it sound earned.