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<span class="mu-s">You are Vaaro Orlios of Tyrosh</span>
Son of a merchant. Paymaster of the Kingmakers Free Company, and likely the last to hold such a title. You have found yourself all but adrift in the Stepstones for the better part of a year, forced to indulge in the raiding whims of your tentative pirate allies. Your magister sponsors have abandoned you to your fate. You are not privy to their reasons for doing so. You were not the paymaster when this contract was signed, and your captain has kept his own council of late. Or rather, he has deliberately kept you in the dark and left you to die on this nameless island with the tattered survivors of your scattered company. Before he left, you were left with the simple instruction to stall for time. If anything, you succeeded your own expectations in doings so, but you are running out of time and excuses. With few exceptions, those left of your so-called brothers have turned nearly as rotten as the pirates who call this wasteland home. They will want to take out their frustrations on someone when they catch on to this ruse, and who better than the one responsible for putting coin in hand? Unless there was someone else to blame or some new source of coin…
Navaen of Myr leads the pirates here. You know him to be a lieutenant of a larger outfit, but here he is like a king. More often than not of late, you’ve wondered how your brothers would react if you pointed blame in Navaen’s direction. It is more than plausible. To be repetitive, the man is Myrish scum and robs for a trade. But only a fool would seek a straight fight with him. His men outnumber your men at least four to one, and you know many of those left to you would sooner run than risk necks. The man is clever besides and may simply challenge you on what passes for his honor. That would be the worst outcome. You are not inept, but he could kill you in his sleep. That will not do.
