The man
There are few who can say they know who the Wolf truly is.
The myth
"The Wolf" – Wanted Alive (Though Dead Will Do)
No one knows his real name—or if they do they aren't telling. They just call him The Wolf.
Some say he’s a deserter from the Baron’s own personal guard, others claim he was born in the woods under a red moon, raised by poachers and witches. What’s known is this: where The Wolf passes, coin disappears, secrets change hands, and someone may well end up with a blade between the ribs.
He leads a loose band of thieves, smugglers, and cutthroats that operate in the woods and high roads between Klemt and Breckheim. Little more than a dozen at a time, and rarely stopping in one place for long, their targets vary—coin wagons, tax runners, merchant caravans, even the odd nobleman known to travel light. Yet for all their violence, the gang is unusually restrained with villagers and common folk. When food is stolen, coin is sometimes left behind. When a guard patrol is found ambushed, the local herders are left untouched.
Some see The Wolf as a folk hero in the making, a kind of highway spectre robbing the corrupt and thumbing his nose at the barons and lords. Others say he's just another butcher in a finer coat, more clever than cruel—for now.
Descriptions vary. Tall, lean, with eyes like winter ice. Wears greys and greens that melt into the trees. Speaks soft, but when he does, men listen. One old mercenary claimed his voice alone could buy the loyalty of a Knight—or convince a priest to sell their soul. On one thing most stories agree - The Wolf has an almost preternatural ability to evade capture.
The Baron’s bounty of twelve silver for his head, twenty if taken alive reflects the challenge that bringing The Wolf to justice presents. No one’s collected it yet. A few have tried. None tried twice.
