Tarn

“Tarn? Aye, I know the name.”
— an old sailor of Port Kar

“He has captained ships through storms that made better men pray. Lost cities, won them back, vanished when half of Gor thought him dead… and somehow always returned with another scar and a more expensive taste in wine.”

“Do not mistake the silk for softness.”
— a merchant of Turia

“He enjoys gold, fine clothes, good wine and beautiful things. He also knows exactly how much pressure it takes to break a man’s wrist. I have seen both sides of him. I prefer the one holding the wine.”

“He was never the strongest man I met.”
— a hunter from the North

“That is not what makes him dangerous. He watches. He learns. Give him enough time to understand the ground beneath his feet and he will find a way to make it yours instead.”

“Some men carry their titles. Tarn carries himself.”
— a former arena fighter

“Strip away the ship, the gold, the cloak, the men who follow him. Leave him barefoot, bleeding and chained. He will still look at the lock before he looks at the guard.”

Captain. Merchant. Sailor. Swordsman. Pirate, depending on who is telling the story.
A man of Port Kar with too many lives behind him and, apparently, no intention of running out of them.

If you ask Tarn himself, he will probably tell you considerably less.