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Elite Imperial Veteran (3rd Scout Detachment – Eyes and Ears) [i]Stealthy & Skill Focus: Stealth (Profession: Soldier, Stealth
Marcos DeAngelis is the last scion of a small, rather impoverished noble family. His father, uncles, and as many generations back as the genealogies go, all the men of his family, have served faithfully as soldiers and scouts for the empire. This has not left much time to settle into the more profitable and safer life of a farmer or merchant. Many of the other houses look down on the DeAngelis’, both for their relatively unfashionable dedication to the public good over their own, as well as their relative poverty. The DeAngelis land consists of 40 or so acres of farm and woodland, north of the crossroad town of Woodbridge. Their home is a modest, but secure fortress of stone with a wooden palisade and watchtowers overlooking the nearby fields.
Marcos has served himself for only a few years, but has proved himself an able scout and dedicated soldier. He has been allocated to the 3rd Scout Detachment, where his fighting skills, knowledge of woodcraft, and watchfulness has become extremely valuable. Marcos has even been selected as assistant squad leader for his last few missions. His natural paranoia and attention to detail saved the squad from at least one potentially fatal ambush, while spotting targets of opportunity and weak points in advancing forces readily. As of yet, Marcos has not been wounded in battle himself, although he has seen several friends and fellow soldiers felled.
Whispers of a person or group gathering forces to itself, including some of the rumored spell casters and other exotic warriors have permeated the army. Marcos, being of strong mind and constitution, as well as naturally cautious mien, was fed some of the details of this summoning. Whether those details were intended for him or if he only came about them by chance, he doesn’t know. He knows better than to trust to coincidence, though. Marcos put in for an extended leave of absence from the army, which was surprisingly granted, packed up his gear, and headed for the meeting. He looks forward to finding out more about this mysterious benefactor, and plans on ensuring he acts for the good of the Empire, or not at all.

Woodbridge lies west of Hereuth, about 200 miles to the north of Marthos (the Imperial Capital) the region is hilly, heavily wooded with a few genuine mountains, and has a real tradition of service to the Empire

1)maybe someone else wouldn't have noticed but you did because you new several of the victims (and your convinced they are victims) personally. 10 men and women who all worked in the capital 25 to 50 years ago all died suddenly after visiting The City of the Storm King or The Isle of the Great Library during the last 20 years. No one else is convinced that anything strange is going on but you are.

2)D'reck Smith was your boyhood best friend, when he started displaying the signs of magic when he became a teenager everyone was so proud. The finders took him away and the letters started coming home every month. They talked of his classes and training and later of his assignments, about how there were so few mages that) the empire couldn't spare the time for a visit home. One night you mentioned, D'reck to a combat mage comrade of yours, a man you knew had been to the schools at the same time as D'reck's letters said he had been there. He didn't have any idea who you were talking about. The next day he told you to forget about D'reck and the day after that your battlefield friend was dead, killed by a bolt of lightning on a perfectly clear day. The day after that your squad was sent on a suicide mission, and you were missing and presumed dead for three weeks.