A Half-Orc Ranger with a scar on his face and a chip on his shoulder, Brix doesn’t like talking. That’s Al’s job. He would rather be drinking and solving problems with his hatchets “Hans” and “Franz.” He got Al out of a bit of trouble a decade ago, and they’ve been tag-teaming ever since.
A little fae gnome in a material world, Zaph’s artistry has been paying for room and board since before they left their moms 27 years ago. But The Bleaching is always around the corner, so Zaph and a little feathery friend named Tito are looking for something different. Two weirdos in the bar might have just the thing they need.
It takes a certain level of trouble to get sent away from a goblin tribe, but somehow Gilbro did it without even trying! A love of light and fire has him headed straight towards danger, and more importantly, Adventure.
Some say that the Gods are not the ultimate power in the universe. There is a being above them that guides even their actions. Sometimes they acts in wrath, seeming to actively wish people harm. Sometimes they fade into the background and simply make sure the mechanisms of existence work the way they are supposed to. There is only one thing that ties all of the actions of The Narrator together: They like a good story.
Al is a snake oil salesman with a million mile an hour mouth. Always looking to make a quick buck, Al’s tongue gets him into trouble as often as it gets him out of it. When he gets in over his head, he has Brix to watch his back and be a wall between him and the world.