Sometimes, a person will do something so spontaneously, that the only thing left is to watch how he spontaneously combusts. Such is not the case with Zam, the Brave, and sometimes rash, drake-kin warlord. Not much is known of him or his past yet, but his exploits, from corroding down a jewelry shop to infiltrating a cult’s lair and subsequently a ritual, will shake the party for many years to come. Even so, the Warlord’s heart is one made of gold. Shortly after having thwarted the local cult’s plan, he extended his scaly hand in friendship to one of the girls that were being handed to death’s cold grasp. He offered her a life with purpose. A life with meaning. And so, the girl introduced herself as Lilly, and the Warlord made her his Squire.