Characters
Fredric
Fredric, how do I begin to describe this man?
An ex-noble from which land they refuse to share, they are a gruff man with a crude sense of humour, they travel with another, Ymmot.
They bear a striking band of green tattooed atop their head that seems oddly familiar.
Ymmot
A silent being who never removes their armour, only responding with nods or a threat with their great sword known as the Man Slayer.
Their helmet appears to be heralding from the old Kingdom, the same land as the Knights of Death, I suspect that they may be an old member of the Knights of Death who has fled from their homeland, joining Fredric in their quest.
The Cloaked Wanderer (Yupa)
A strange one they are, as their name suggests they wear a blood-red cloak that covers the whole body and have their sword strapped to their back, they wander through the lands joining groups at random, leaving them just as quickly as they appeared.
The Lone Knight
This knight wanders the lands alone. Wielding a billhook they are known to pull their foes close before pinning them down and piercing their chest, slowly pulling the heart out.
They are known for their blood-soaked cloak and armour being particularly mish-mashed even compared to all others who walk the lands.
Xorn
Not much is known about this simple warrior, all that I have gathered about them is that they carry a particularly damaged sword and wander with their Vashel companion, Lilly.
Chef Sheral The Angry Goblin Cook
The angriest cook that anyone has ever seen, a chronic kleptomaniac they will loot everything and anything they like. However they will only cook in the pot that they use as a helmet when never cleaning it, so it is highly recommended that if you find yourself in a position of being offered a meal made by them, RUN!
The Old Wrench
An old cloaked woman who never shows their face. They are known to sell strange objects to travellers for the crests that all Knights of Death carry.
Star Gazer
This scholar of the stars keeps watch of the changing times. Keeping watch to see the future. Their cloak is a dazzling array of blues and purples with the stars themselves being embroidered.
Zmeya; Blade of the Serpent
A gladiator, who earned their freedom, now travelling the Wastes, is often seen assisting other great warriors to see if they are worthy opponents so that they may request a duel so that Zmeya may earn their final rest.
The Automata Killer
This lone Waster wears a custom suit of armour made entirely from Automata parts, this armour however has started to merge with their flesh and has caused their lower jaw to become exposed as they decay and now they require more and more Automata parts to keep them alive.
Val-Machina
A mishmash of parts that some unknown eccentric built from scavenged parts has been given a strange weapon that fires small projectiles.
They wander the lands in search of their long-lost creator, assisting travellers as they go along.
The Endless Burn
Having been afflicted with an ancient curse that causes flesh to leave their bones and burn in an ethereal flame and forced to live for eternity, this warrior of the goat born wears the iconic goat skull that all followers of this faith wear.
Captain Jista
Originating from a Chevalier House, They are an ex-Dominus Infinite, it is not known for certain as to why they have been exiled but they do harbour many a scar and their prosthetics are gravely damaged.
Meeting at a small camp we struck up a conversation, discussing our travels, eventually it was realised that we have similar goals of uncovering the knowledge of these lands and they offered their assistance, I gladly accepted so now we travel far.
NAME UNKNOWN
Covered in the handprint marking that indicates that this warrior is from a Wandering Warband, however, they seem to travel alone, possibly because their Warband was wiped out or maybe it’s by choice, I don’t know.
What is known is that they wander far, I came across them during my travels near the Pillar Lands, and this came across as strange seeing as how far this land is from the Wastes. But they offered to assist me in my travels, and I accepted their offer, and still, they travel with me fighting with great passion all the while aiding in my research of these lands, telling great stories. But yet they refuse to tell me their name even though we’ve travelled far together.
