Appearance: 
Koos has the look of a man who has just worked a twelve is ready to dust off his shirt and get a beer or whiskey. Almost every day he's set for work, blue collar shirt with the sleeves rolled up, jeans and work boots, and his dog tags are worn openly. At the center of his aged face are ancient sapphires marked by a full mustache and and a full tangle of salty hair. His look is complete with an old analog watch. Its just as common for him to be wearing a civilian version of his Stetson and spurs. When the hunt comes he puts up his work and slides on his rifle and then he vanishes.
Personality: Koos came from a generation that was put on the way side and doesn't accept won't as an excuse. He's loud and gregarious sort that just seems to find common ground with any salt of the earth types. He possesses literally no filter, if he thinks your fucking it up, he will ensure you he is the first to tell you, and even the best job is just fine. He's first in and last out, when it comes to the vigil, we work and will work overtime until the kids can be put down quietly in their beds.
Traits:
- A man in his mid sixties and worn by the sun.
- He has a country accent that comes out Pennsylvania.
- He makes almost no sound when he is moving around.
- Trouble, A merlin almost always has eyes on him somewhere.
