Po is a human male in his mid-30’s with dusky skin and black hair. An illness that nearly took Po’s life ravaged his body. His face is heavily scarred, he is nearly blind in one eye, and he walks with a painful, stooped gait. His hands are gnarled and twisted and has difficulty with fine motor functions. Because of this, he has a small cadre of young Chultan women that tend to the physical aspects of his dealings: writing, fetching and stowing ledgers, and the like.  Despite his physical deformities, he is wickedly cunning and has a sharp, silver tongue. He displays the appropriate professional courtesies in discussion and even when angry, never loses his temper. 


'“What secrets do you hold dear? Wager that I know what they are?”

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