A pirate turned politician, a killer turned statesman. Once a feared corsair on the Western Seas, Balor clawed his way into nobility through ruthless cunning and a charisma that borders on sorcery. His early years are shrouded in rumour, whispers of mutinies orchestrated with a smile, of fleets burned and rebuilt under his command. When he traded his sails for silks, the transition was seamless. In Brennin’s high courts, he quickly became a master manipulator, a man whose words could charm a crowd as deftly as his blade once carved through an enemy’s throat.

Now in his middle years, Balor stands as one of the most influential and feared figures in the Antonine hierarchy. His rule is equal parts spectacle and terror. He hosts banquets for rivals he plans to destroy, laughs with courtiers who know better than to meet his gaze for too long. Those who have seen past the smile describe eyes like cold steel, intelligent, calculating, and utterly without mercy. To the public, he is the charming face of progress and unity, to those within his circle, he is the storm that never truly passes, the man who conquered the sea and then set his sights on the land.