The Silver Haired Man

The group “met” him on their very first adventure together. In the rain. On the old North Trail. At first it seemed like everyone was teaming up to fight the bandits that had been causing some trouble in the area. Then he shot a hole in Reason with some sort of strange weapon. 

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