“Inn keeper, your best all around” hollared the newcomer jovefully; tossing gold onto the counter, “and for you bard” tossing him a small purse, “some lessons” he added with a wink and a laugh.
When the sheriff entered the inn the next day, he found a carnal house, with patrons either on the ground with green foam runnig from thier mouths or cut to pieces. 11 dead, and someone had sport with the barmaid before killing her.
Tomais Reives is always quick with a smile or a joke or to buy the next round. He dresses expensively with a lot of flash and always seems to be the life of the party.
He its like by almost everyone, he has only one little flaw; He likes to kill; a lot.
If he did it for some master, or for some dark, it might be better.
He just does it because be can.
A beautifully etched siver goblet with a scene of a harper/ bard playing a harp on it
A wanderer who seems to be under a curse, he has the habit of being the only one left standing at the end of an adventure. This has made him powerful and rich, but made people very concerned about his motives or jioning him. Trained as a thief, then a mage, now as a warrior.
These creatures are desert animals that are much like huge, quadripedal sloths. They have a hide made of heavy scales to keep out gritting sand, and over that, a thick coat of fur.
During sandstorms, and when they sleep, Suppoki bed down in the sand, covering themselves up until they are miniature dunes.
Suppoki derive what sustenance they can from water sinks, dew, and underground insects.
Suppoki are often ridden by desert tribesmen. They are stubborn and slow, but are often the difference between life and death out on the sands.