A courser viewed strange by many, but either unbothered or unaware, he's always intent on the path ahead, an ever-elusive figure among the dungeon corridors. Extremely evasive, bordering on hermitlike, preferring to explore at his own rapid pace without any hinderences. Generally socially inept, blunt, and devoid of simple curtesy. Has an intense need to be taken seriously and is prone to emotional outbursts when that expectation is not met. Never grew out of the misunderstood teenager mentality. Has a keen interest in collecting old human relics, his main drive for just about anything he can excuse under the pretense of furthering his knowledge of the extinct race. A hoarder, but surprisingly neat.

Scout for the Horned Heraldics, usually exploring ahead of the group, tasked with picking the best route. Very knowledgeable and intuitive about traps, locks, and secret mechanisms. Joined the group motivated solely by word of human legends deeply interwoven with those of ancient unicorns. His big brother being one of the founders is a mere coincidence. Secretly enjoys having a place to somewhat belong.