Leader of the Greil Mercenaries
A moderately tall, athletic human in his early forties. His bare arms are crossed by several battle scars and his left shoulder is marked with a series of tooth marks that look rather like a shark bite.
The leather armour he wears appears to have been pieced together from several different sets and the staff he walks with seems a bit decorative to have been acquired legally. You mutter “Ruffian” beneath your breath and feel somewhat relieved when he passes out of sight. When will these adventurers learn to settle down and make a living like decent people?
Having appeared in central Alba only recently, Greil has yet to make a name for himself or the group that carries his name. However, he is trailing a giant black dragon. That gets him a few points.