Riyad is the heir apparent to the leadership of Los Mendigos in Ladroa. Once, he served as the protege and lieutenant to the old king, Salvador, and headed up the Mendigos youth gangs in the Bosque with a mix of cunning and smirking bravado. Now it falls to him to lead the clan into a new era... or to ruin.
he's a crow.
Since the raid on Magoa, Ironhawke has been missing. Injured while fighting alongside Kuan against enslaved Blue Lightning-addicted pit-fighters, both were overtaken by the Wards of Mortlac (Whisperers) and their mysterious leader. Dying from receiving the Saint's Palm, Kuan miraculously recovered, and savagely murdered most of the Wards in a blind rage. When he awoke covered in gore, there was no sign of either Ironhawke or the Mortlac heir. It is assumed that both or either escaped the Magoa catacombs through the same route, while Kuan was unconscious and the rest of the Company were kidnapped to faerie demiplanes.
As the malformed, unnatural product of one of Bronzanti's attempts to clone a new body for himself, Castor is perhaps Bronzanti's most successful failure. For this reason, he became both the object of his master's favour... and his utmost contempt.
Vengeance Reincarnate
archmage, scientist, magical wax construct
As the doors swung wide, the figure by the fire rose from his chair. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his hair a flowing mane of chestnut waves, with only a hint of iron grey at his temples. His features were strong and symmetrical, with a regal bearing and his beard full, but carefully groomed. His eyes glinted sharply, like shards of volcanic glass, complimenting his severe expression. His voluminous plum-coloured robe seemed bulky, but underneath, golden armour gleamed, and in one hand he brandished a great sword pulsing with rivulets of lightning.
With a steady clicking noise of unseen machinery, a gilded grate in the wall slid open and a fluted brass wheelchair emerged from within, trundling along recessed channels in the tiled floor.Piled upon the chair was a dark mass of opulent robes and quilted blankets. From their folds protruded a man's head, bald and shriveled, lending the hunched figure a silhouette not unlike an obese vulture.
His skin was brown like old leather webbed with creases and cracks, and stretched over the all too visible contours of his skull. His thin iron-grey hair looked like it had perhaps once been luxuriant, but it had long since retreated in infantile wisps to the furthestmost regions of his scalp. The sparse remains of his beard were neatly trimmed, lending his gaunt face a faded vestige of masculine severity.The robes were a deep rich wine colour, hemmed with a splendid bronze-hued brocade. Around his scrawny neck he wore an ornate copper gorget - a grandiose accessory which may or may not have served to hold the weight of his head upright.The whites of his eyes were so densely bloodshot, they seemed to blend with the brown irises, but his pupils remained sharp and black...
Sister of Mercy
The Awakened
Their leader squatted on an old bushel of thatch, with a gnarled walking staff gripped upright in one hand, like a king holding court. A wineflask was tied across his chest and a patchwork quilted mantle was thrown over his shoulders, somehow both shabby and majestic at once. He was the oldest among them, his face a thicket of iron-flecked whiskers and his brow webbed with creases - but he was still likely younger than he appeared.
Salvador is the former leader of the Mendigos of Ladroa, and is still often referred to as Ladroa's “King of Beggars" -- even though he has not been seen in the city for some time.
The Praesidian Challengers