Marshal Elias Dane
Marshal Elias Dane cuts an imposing figure in Brimstone, standing tall and broad-shouldered, his presence alone often enough to keep the more unruly elements in check. His long, dust-colored duster coat bears the insignia of the Eternal Empire, though it is worn and faded from years of use. A heavy-duty mag-revolver rests on his hip, and his left gauntlet hums faintly with a magitech prosthetic arm, a relic of his former service as an Imperial Peacekeeper. His face, chiseled and lined with age, tells the story of a man who has seen too much and buried too many. A thick, well-trimmed beard of iron gray frames his jaw, and his dark eyes seem to see straight through a man’s lies before they even leave his lips. Dane is a man of principle, bound by duty and an unshakable sense of justice. To him, the law is not just an institution—it is the only thing separating civilization from chaos. While he enforces the Empire’s rule in Brimstone, his loyalty is not blind; he understands that true justice is often at odds with Imperial doctrine. When forced to choose, he follows his own moral compass, bending the law when necessary but never breaking it outright. Stoic and unyielding, Dane is not an easy man to befriend. He speaks little and listens much, preferring actions over words. He respects those who stand by their convictions, even if they are his enemies, but despises cowardice, corruption, and senseless cruelty. Though he often appears cold and detached, deep down, he carries the weight of every soul he has failed to save. He has no patience for braggarts, fools, or those who think they can cheat their way through life. He has seen too many men make the same mistakes and end up in a shallow grave outside town. That said, he is not without compassion—he has given more second chances than his reputation suggests, but those who waste them rarely get a third.
