CHRISTOTÉ


Holan Brightson

"Holan Brightson was as usual looking like a scarecrow who has raided a theatrical wardrobe, sporting an archaic ruff and a frayed and stained old robe over his bony frame.  Together with his tussled white nest of hair, thick-lensed glasses and shuffling stick-aided walk, Brightson was almost a caricature of Old Age.  It was deliberate.  There is always a tendency to equate age with senility, and Brightson's reputation was so formidable that he needed to disarm people more than he needed to impress them. "

(From City Hobgoblins)