This guy needs a wardrobe and a bath. He is human and in his 40's. He has dirty blonde disheveled hair and a yew walking stick/club.
9th level Druid (Desert Druid archetype)
Has a dog companion “Dawg”. It looks like it hasn’t eaten in weeks.
He loves to cuss and doesn’t care who he cusses at. He is friends with Sedumir, the brass dragon. He is somewhat saddened at the loss of Matuna, his lioness friend, but realizes that those who killed her were ignorant and meant well.
He figures if he’s really nice to these adventurers, they’ll just go away…