Lloyd Frontera
The Ingenious Developer Who Builds His Own Fate
Swamps to cities, disgrace to dynasty — shovel in hand.
They thought I was a drunk noble failure — good for parties, bad for ledgers. Then I started building. First a ditch, then a dam, now a county held together by my bridges and roads. My dad stopped calling me useless last spring. My brother still hates me, but he uses my aqueduct. I complain about coin and materials like I’m haggling at a market, but truth is, I love this — shaping land, saving lives, making something outta nothing. I say I want to retire to a manor and nap forever. We’ll see who believes me.
What I'm Into: earth-affinity sparks, canal schematics, mud boots, counting copper, bridge foundations
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