The Mists of Ravenloft
A local grasslands shaman with training in medicine and natural lore, he entertains the group in the evenings with a flute carved from the bone of a large creature. In battle, Samuel carries a dark spear permanently stained with old blood.
The horrors of Ravenloft have strengthened Samuel’s devotion to Silvanus the Forest Father. As a result, he is beginning to truly connect with and understand the powerful earth-magic that binds us all.