Falizure

you look out over the valley, down below you see a battle raging below, fought by men and beasts alike, with tooth and sword they fight, when suddenly you see the battle pause, you notice a tall person striding threw, all eyes are on him, as soon as he passes the battle resumes, upon finding that person you inquire what transpired* "i am a member of the Order of the Gray Dragon, we are a neutral group with no wishes to fight, but our numbers are great, should any of them so much as scratched me he would have been killed by everyone else fearing that we should side with the others, that is not our way however it suits our perpose and we have flerished for it, without the constant loss of life we are able to expand and create a stable network of which to conduct trade and operate unhindered."

I go by falizure, aka haplo, my goal is to not have to worry about getting shot at every turn, thats why i created my faction, The Order of the Gray Dragon, so that those with the same ideals could be united and grow, if this is your goal, please, feel free to request a invite.