Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150116141921/@comment-25327264-20150120230843

(Race, one of the human ones please. Personality:authoritarian with a heart of gold. As for how they meet: My idea, shes a mercenary drinking at a bar.)

Aurelius walked to the next captain, an orc. "How long have you been a mercenary?"

"Fifteen years milord." the orc responded, standing to attention.

"What do your men specialise in?" Aurelius asked

"Shock sir. Give us a target and we'll slam right through it." the orc said, not making eye contact.

"When and where was your last battle?" Aurelius asked.

"Three weeks ago, we stormed a tribal village in the Orismer mountains. No survivors."

"Good thats what I like to here, dissmissed." Aurelius said.