Frederick Ashpool

Frederick J. Ashpool, a citizen of Marisvalor and a generally overlooked member of nobility, resided in his mansion, west of Kairias. He had no living relatives, or heirs to his small fortune and assets. His days were spent researching obscure tomes and testimonies of ancient wars. His work was mostly unknown to the world, unless a rare visitor cared to peek into the library. No photos currently exist of the old Mr. Ashpool.
== Voicemail von Rosthorn ==
On a day no different from any other in his life, a man appeared upon Frederick’s doorstep. This man was Voicemail von Rosthorn, a traveler from the distant land of Eldham. The man wore a tattered tail coat and carried a beat up suitcase, asking for lodging for the evening. Frederick, who rarely had a visitor, was eager to invite the stranger in to hear his tails. Unfortunately, this decision would lead to Frederick’s untimely demise.
Throughout an evening of fine wine, and regaling tales of antiquity, Voicemail had been silently observing the living situation of Mr. Ashpool. He discovered how much of a recluse the man was, and his noble status. The stage was set for Voicemail- he could have the luxuries of his life in Eldham back, by employing the use of a small arsenic filled vile in his suitcase.
The deed was done, and Voicemail assumed the position of Patriarch, over the completely empty Ashpool family. All photos were burned, portraits painted over, and virtually every trace of the true identity of Frederick Ashpool were buried behind the house with his corpse. Voicemail was surprised at how easily the citizens and nobility of Marisvalor accepted his lie, though considering the lengths at which the original Mr. Ashpool went to preserve his own privacy, it’s almost as if he existed only on paper.