You see Granthem.
He appears to be a Human.
He is taller than average and appears to be in the prime of life. He has imperious deep sea blue eyes and pale skin. He has short, sleek raven-hued hair. He has a smooth face and a thin nose.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a tanned leather cloak, a tan mithril shield, a tanned leather backpack, a collarless ivory silk linen shirt cross-laced with leather cords, a scabbard, a pair of high-waisted dark twill pants with tapered cuffs, and some tall chestnut suede boots.
Many months ago, a man washed up near the Coastal Cliffs, going by the name of Granthem. He held little memories beyond spending some time working at Vornavian docks and then later on the ship that not was in ruin. Disturbing in all of this, is the fact Granthem looks exactly like Grishom Stone, and many in town speculate he could very well be one of the flesh doppleganger golems Grishom had created, and perhaps still creates, to this day. Many avoid Granthem and others wish to help him until he proves unworthy otherwise. After spending some time working at the Landing docks, and even running errands, Granthem now is working with Iron Jack, slowly picking up some skill at sword fighting in his off times, and has entertained a few discussions lately on the matters of magic, and perhaps seeking if he has any innate potential down that path. Most recently, Granthem has spoken of a woman who has caught his eye, Anabeth, a bar wench at Helga’s Tavern. While this in itself may be of little consequence, some have noted the woman has black hair and green eyes, exactly the same qualities Grishom Stone himself once looked for in all of his female victims in the past.