"In all my years of research, perhaps the best way I have found to summarize the Hermit of Wither Tor is the name given to him by the inhabitants of the Grassdancer ghettoes. These unfortunates call him, in their own tounge, An´rah Grun´dar Ahr, which roughly translates into He-Who-Speaks-With-His-Fists....."

From "Locastus and beyond", by Darius Moak

Unique among the sea monsters that infest the oceans of Acqua, this abomination is cursed with a hunger for power that can never be satisfied.

Codex

"Stay back! I’m a… a powerful wizard!"

I have lost everything which is dear to me… I am… Lacrimosa.

An evil that nurtures evil, a dark mother that is cradle to shadow.

Quest - #2 Winner

The dark wizard of Locastus, now long dead and gone….. Or is he?

Quest - #1 Winner

A young Kumbra seeking knowledge from humans and fulfilling the unlikely roll of protector of a trade route.

Codex Quest - #1 Winner

Meyurk is a Egoyo, a hermit with dangerous friends, and a mystic home..

Quest

"You do not need to be a cleric to bring light into the world."

(a Mage follower of Isis, npc suitable for any fantasy campaign with gods of light.)

Codex

The surprising thing about young fools is how many survive to become old fools.

A modern day doctor who’s lack of morality has led him down dark demoniacally unnatural paths he hopes will give him complete control over his patients lives.

Soft, squeezable, and potentially deadly. Mallow is to be cuddled and feared!

Once an outcast spirit of the cold, now the malevolent lord of a realm of winter unending…

Quest

Frozen to death by a penny pinching, cruel landlord, the Frozen Woman has found her vengeance against her killer, and now seeks to destroy those who might do unto others what was done unto her.

Quest

The daughter of a long line of Shinto priestesses, Mei has sworn to protect her adopted city of Washington from the dark godlings that infest it, feeding upon the greed and lust of those who live there. There’s just one little hitch…

In addition to her general oddity, Myna seems to have issues with common sense.

Poor little Kankos..

Spat upon by his tyrannical superiors, this pathetic little office menial slaved away like a mule for the miserable pittance thrown to him..

Until he met the one that lurked in the shadows..

"Yeeah!" the old man shouted as he made a dramatic flurry with his chalk - the mounted knight now bearing a stylized lance as it bore down on the many-headed dragon before it.

Life dies in my wake, sacrificing itself to my hunger

The Masque of Hunger

Cloaked in mystery, and yet one of the main figures of power in Locastus, City of Mirrors.