Namdrin Quinn

Namdrin Quinn should have amounted to nothing more than a rootless vagabond performer and sometime thief, no doubt destined for a young death and a shallow grave. But love intervened. When a constable named Tessa Kelrand caught the handsome young half-elf robbing a temple, she changed his life forever. Tessa tamed Namdrin—first with her sword, then with her heart. She fell as hard as he after their first clash, and their scandalous affair blossomed into romance. Tessa turned in her badge, Namdrin abandoned his larcenous ways, and the two lovers became adventurers out to make their own fortunes.

With Tessa at his side, Namdrin discovered hitherto untapped wells of courage and skill, and he quickly became an impressive swordsman. The pair’s travels soon brought them to the peril-fraught environs of Darkmoon Vale, where they wagered their lives on one harrowing adventure after another. After their first few journeys, they returned to the lumber boom town of Falcon’s Hollow with sacks of dwarven gold and jewels pilfered from the crumbling strongholds riddling the looming mountain of Droskar’s Crag. Sadly, their success—like their love—was simply too good to last for long. On their return journey through the vale one cold morning in early spring, the dark fey of Darkmoon waylaid the young adventurers and captured Tessa’s soul. And just like that, Namdrin’s love, his life’s redemption, his wife of six years, was simply gone, her body carried off into the darkness of the forest by a horrific shade. Quinn’s heart shattered like a shard of brittle ice, and he returned to Falcon’s Hollow a grim shadow of his former self. He put aside his famed swords and his enchanted crossbow and it seemed he would fade into ignominy.

Fate, however, had other plans. Not long after his wife’s capture, a traveling carnival stopped in Falcon’s Hollow. Driven by a compulsion he is only now beginning to understand, Namdrin joined the troupe of misfits and charlatans and brought a taste of real magic to their act. After only a few short months he ran the whole show, and over the following summer it grew from a mere sideshow into a dizzying array of color and sound that attracted fair-goers from all corners of the Western Baronies.

Namdrin Quinn

Beneath The Crag Iamzim