A small, bald-headed Avalonian, whose beady eyes glitter with dark intelligence. His perfectly-groomed goatee reflects the precision with which he runs his business empire...
The Lord Baddick Crowe achieved his title through work, through his own sweat and blood, and the sweat and blood of his enemies. An arms dealer by trade, Crowe has under his employ some of the most experienced and productive blacksmiths, foundries and mines in all of Avalon. His wealth is incredible, reaching unbelievable. His business may be war, but his love is history. A huge portion of his wealth has gone into funding Explorer's Society digs, buying artifacts, and paying for the "acquisition" of harder-to-find pieces. His estate is a veritable museum of the ancient and odd, and many pieces of his collection worry those that keep tabs on his type.