Dardanos

Dardanos grew up in the streets. Brother of Azalea though she is unaware of this. Runs a guild of mercenaries called Sapientia Paucis.
Dardanos never knew his parents or where he came from. He was raised on the streets by an old beggar, taught how to manipulate people and scam them out of everything. His accomplice in crime was always Naevia, they grew up together and always trusted one another. The old beggar raised both of his children to reach for the stars, that they should take what they yearned for. And help those less fortunate. Dardanos grew to resent the greedy and became an excellent thief prying on wealthy merchants and aristocrats in the Hewn City. He formed a gang with his adopted sister Naevia as second in command, though her expertise leaned more towards bounty hunting. She’s an expert at locating scoundrels, villains or just poor, unfortunate souls. Their crew quickly grew to include Romulus, Kallisto and Argentum, all with their own skills. Dardanos took the leader role more serious, and planned every job, delegating tasks and keeping everyone safe. Even if that means cutting someone loose.
One day he came across a seer and decided to test his fortune. He always hated superstition, it could ruin any operation if a heist member got a bad reading before a job. He always forbade it. But this was a great day, they had just finished a big score and had no job for a while. So why not?
The seer wrinkled her nose as he entered and spoke slyly “Now, now, it took you long enough, King of Beggars.”
“Thieves. We do work for our treasure. Like you, fair witch. “ he answered.
She sneered. “For twenty gems I will tell you what you will loose, what you are missing and what cannot avoid.”
“Twenty? The sign says ten.”
“Twentyfive then.” She paused. “ It’s not like it is your money.”
Dardanos sighed. He reached for his pouch and wearily paid up.
“Now let’s see your hands.


Dardanos, Naevia, Romulus, Kallisto, Argentum, Angerona, Hydrangea .

A gang of mercenaries led by Dardanos. Soldiers of Fortune. Thieves. Bounty Hunters.

Be the villain you were born to be. Stop waiting for someone to come along and corrupt you. Succumb to the darkness yourself.

Don’t let another person ruin your day
ruin your own damn day

“Poison is in everything, and no thing is without poison. The dosage makes it either a poison or a remedy.” - Paracelsus

“Do not try to fight wordy people with more words: speech is given to all, but wisdom of the soul to few.”

Contra verbosos noli contendere verbis:
Sermo datur cunctis, animi sapientia paucis.


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