Lord-Admiral Teodor Vast
Seat  ·  Harbor-Lord
Faction  ·  Harbor Wardens' Compact
Race  ·  Human
Age  ·  Late 50s
"Pay whoever needs paying — but solve it."
Lord-Admiral Teodor Vast

"We're debating theology while ships sit idle in harbor."

Harbor-Lord on the Autumn Council and master of the largest private merchant fleet in Venturia. A commanding man in his late fifties, weathered and silver-streaked, who rose from ship's captain to fleet owner through skill, ruthlessness, and well-judged marriages — and who can put on a "simple sailor" act whenever it suits him. He forgets nothing said in front of him.


On the Council

Blunt and relentlessly practical. To Teodor the crisis is first a commercial problem: frightened people, idle ships, suffering trade. He'll fund almost anything — the Watch, the Academy, hired problem-solvers — if he's convinced it will work and get the harbor moving again.


Connections