“A long road I must still travel. This is but the beginning.”
-A tired voice behind a silver mask
Maximilian Muller was a veteran of many battles before this war broke out.
An honest man and a seasoned soldier in his early forties, the cultist spies knew it would be difficult to sway Maximilian to their cause and so he was marked for termination, along with thousands others.
By 1916, all military personnel marked by the cults were pushed to the front lines with little to no support in order to cull their numbers.
It was later that year General Kruger ordered the immediate extermination of all such elements, an atrocity known as Kruger’s betrayal. Entire waves of soldiers were shot in the back by their comrades as they were going over the top, now trapped between the enemy and their treacherous brothers.
People were killed left and right by shell, gas or by the knives of the cultists. The fact that Maximilian was one of the few that survived is a testament to his spirit and his fortitude.
Years later, the old man managed to become one of the most successful mercenaries, offering his services to anyone who can afford them and readily finding empoyment in warbands intent on fighting his former, traitorous comrades.
Maximilian displays the idiosyncratic gear of a successful mercenary, including a custom leather vest fitted with metal plates worn under the tunic, a master-crafted sword and ceremonial helmet.