A Human Thief with an opinionated past. Some loved him, some hated him, all agreed he stinks at cards.
Malcolm was born in a farm just east of the city of Camnir. His
parents were sent to debtors’ prison and his home was repossessed by
Gramium Crumps turning our 8 year old Malcolm into an orphan in the
big city. He found himself on the streets where stealing and cheating
were means of survival. When he was older he served a major role in
the uprising against the government. He made his skills useful by
stealing from the emperor for the resistance for a certain percentage.
70/30 sounded fair to him. There was a mole in the resistance which
led to its downfall. When the resistance fell, Malcolm cut and ran
and took the treasure with him. Fleeing for his life, he was caught
between the 600,000 untraceable gp or having a rope around his neck.
Not being able to carry all of the treasure without it slowing him
down, he did the most logical thing, he hid it where there were a lot
of trees. He took as much as he could and fled to the other side of
the continent and found himself gambling at the tavern in Stormwall.
Call it karma or irony, his luck at gambling wasn’t so good and he
mainly works off the debt he has collected at the bar always with the
hopes of one day finding all that treasure he put somewhere.