Liam is one of Tarkil's "friends" he is forced to pal around with to learn about the noble Houses and where they stand. It isn't one of his most favorite things, but he doesn't mind Liam too badly. Liam is the son of a noble House Taladian in Bloodhelm. He loves booze, loose women, and lots of gold ducats. He doesn't want to train as a Knight and figures he will be well provided for by his father because he is a second son. He never thinks beyond the moment and takes what he wants.
Liam is human, twenty two years old, six foot tall and two hundred and twenty pounds. He is muscular with broad shoulders and trim waist. His face is blocky and square, his complexion pale. His blue eyes are narrow and his sandy blond hair is kept neatly trimmed in a short pony tail at the base of his neck, as is the style.
He wears the latest trend, simply because he doesn't want to lose any standing in the circles he runs in. He loves his floppy hat with giant feather, sword at his hip, and rings of untold wealth upon his fingers.
Liam is callous to those below him, pandering to those above him, and jovial with those he considers equal to himself. He is always looking out for his own good, never the noble House he is sucking off of.
Liam loves to gamble in seedy places (he thinks it's exciting) and maybe the PC's find him here. They could also have a bad run in with him, such as they won't move at a tavern for him or they are blocking his way down a roadway. He thinks he has a lot of pull, but if he is truly in the wrong his father might very well side with your players.
Tomorrow: The Featherbed
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