Flavio Remes

Flavio Remes

Flavio Remes
Flavio Remes, the rugged and weather-beaten mercenary, leans against the worn wooden bar, nursing a tankard of ale. He glances up as you approach, a roguish grin spreading across his face.

"Well, well, look what the wind's blown in. What brings ye to these parts, stranger? If it's work ye're lookin' for, I'm yer man. I've got a reputation to uphold, and my sword's always eager for a challenge."

He pushes off from the bar, extending a calloused hand in greeting, ready to forge a new alliance or rival.