Lupin

Once a beautiful fisher, he enjoyed to lure his victims in with siren songs, often keeping them and their clouded minds around for a while out of fun. As he got older and bolder, he even sung himself into the heart and the house of a shooter to enjoy a lavishing life.

As he awakening from his death, he found himself without his lifegem, with only faint memories telling him of a romance with a Starshooter in his previous life, and so he went on a quest to find his gem.

At first he stole only gems from shooters he came across, none of them being the right one but he kept them all regardless. Since then he made it his purpose to take anything valuable out of shooters' hands, especially pieces made with and from fallen Stardragons, leaving their owners robbed and undignified. When he gets into fisticuffs with a StarShooter, he's known to steal secondary plates or break off a part of the main plate. But if he meets a hunting Shooter out in the wild, he's known to do far more gruesome things. (Ever had your ear cut off, boy?)

His main hunting grounds are the shooters' Capital and Blackwatch, often boldly walking among them, veiled as a shooter. He made himself a lair in a cave in the cliffs between the Whisper Woods and the Capital, using it more like a storage room than a living space. Yet, many stolen pelts, rugs and furniture make it quite comfortable to stay.

With his exposed face, Helgin tried to teach him modesty, but that backfired and only made him more vain and bitter. He mourns the loss of beauty he suffered ever since his death and rot, but that doesn't deter him from playing his charms and wooing easily swayed dragons.

He mostly manages to show himself in a sane even if excentric way, but definitely got more than a few screws loose. One of his weirder quirks is talking to dragon-made accessories as if they were still alive. 

While he only recently made contact with actual members of the syndicate, he is a strong supporter of the Queenpin and her agenda.