Grand Marshal Elric Marlow
"Pathetic. You priests brag about your strength of spirit, yet when I take away the tiniest fragment you crumple like a ragdoll. All your steel won't protect you if your will is weak."
Grand Marshal Marlow is a master of a powerful band of mercenaries who mix sinister magic with powerful martial techniques. The Hexblades are Calyeron's elite warriors too bad no one trusts them further than they can throw them. Of course, no one wants to cross them, either. It's good to be feared.
Elric Marlow is a white-haired, gray-skinned pretty boy. He comes off as fabulous and yet a little cruel. Certainly amoral. He's often found with a glass of wine at parties when he's not romancing pretty women or chatting with powerful people.
Grand Marshal Marlow is a master of a powerful band of mercenaries who mix sinister magic with powerful martial techniques. The Hexblades are Calyeron's elite warriors too bad no one trusts them further than they can throw them. Of course, no one wants to cross them, either. It's good to be feared.
Elric Marlow is a white-haired, gray-skinned pretty boy. He comes off as fabulous and yet a little cruel. Certainly amoral. He's often found with a glass of wine at parties when he's not romancing pretty women or chatting with powerful people.