The day was sunny when Paskal first arrived in his rags in the city of Stormreach. Numerous scars could already be seen on his body, but a smile was present on his face nearly at all time.

One reason brought that smile up, and one reason only : Freedom!

His last 2 years as a gladiator spent in the jungle for the pleasure of a noble with less than altruist convictions were rough, to say the least. He had the fight, only with simple axe and swords, or even sometimes bare handed, goblinoids, humans, hobgoblins and the like.

That drove his will to campaign for equity among the population of Xen'drik, as he was seen as a little more than a caged animal. Those inequity had to end.

Of course, he was raised by a scholar of Sharn. His education gave him the ability to think about racials and social inequities. However, he didn't see the day coming where his father sold him to save his own hide for a gambling debt he owed to a local lord.

The barbaric way was the only way to go to survive in those harsh duels and wildlife experience. But inexplicably, the lord that was owning him arranged transport to Stormreach and set everyone free.

As soon as he did it, Paskal began his ideal, he fought to make a bit of money, running errands for several folks in the city, but he helped everyone needing it, no matter what rewards they were offering. He was the farthest you could find from a mercenary.

To this day, he is slowly getting recognized in the ahrbor area of the city, but soon, he will extend his help, and his contestation of the regime, to every part of the city...