Appendix A · The Party

Vath

Druid of the coast. Mid-fifties, red hair going thin, not much meat on me. Sold remedies outside Silverport for years and talked mostly to plants. Nathaniel taught me the woods. I go toward the noise when the sensible thing is to hold. Learned to breathe under water. Late.

Victor

Victor Davian. Called himself Thaddeus when we met, and still does with strangers he doesn't trust. A Reaver, Gashak's people said — rare where we come from. Bookish, theatrical, all bearing and no sweat. Packs like a man who read about travel. Can bring a storm down on a clearing. Calls Pedro his brother.

Zephyr

Carries water with fruit in it, even in a sewer. Plays a little. Takes the arms off skeletons. Cries when it's called for and doesn't hide it. Cain's younger brother. Rides Prudence and talks to her. Steadier lately — protection comes off him like warmth off a stone.

Cain

Priest of Kelemvor. Old, grumpy, a grave aficionado by his own account. Better than me at getting the living back up: "Get up, buddy." Someone signing as C. wants him dead. Rides a donkey named Deathbringer. Good to sit against a wall with while the young ones ask the questions.

Pedro

Wrestler. Pedro the Pile Driver, when Victor gets to introduce him. Fists by preference; the wolf on his fist reaches further than his arm. Hates bullies, hates rogues. Beat Brookdor in Land Ho. Red silk cape and a pink hat now, Mirna's work. Hums while he trains.