Tales from the Inner Sea
The Hermit of the Tree
Old and slim but certainly not frail, this bearded recluse has the odd tattoo and foci visible on his person. His eyes are full of almost limitless wisdom, if you could only bring yourself to look in them.
Don’t mess. Just don’t.
He guards the Tree. He doesn’t brook disrespect to his charge, and the unfathomable powers of the SpiritWorld are his to command. Or at least to strongly coerce. It’s a Shaman thing.