Large (10’ tall), intimidating saurian humanoid who can shoot, drive and fight. Can he do anything else? Who cares! He’s a good guy to have on your side in a fight and not so good on the other side.


Born as the son of the tribal shaman, he was supposed to take up that post. Lured away by the promise of new vistas and riches by the empire, he was hired by a not-so-noble type as a driver and a bodyguard. He learned to shoot and how to fight. Eventually he struck out on his own – unfortunately he did it with the bosses equipment. Didn’t work out so well. So now he’s an exile and unlikely ever to see home.


Downfall (West-Marches) Rochambowie GaryWilliams