I came. I saw. I kicked his culo loco.
Diego was the spoiled son of a rich aristocrat. He grew up in the lap of luxury and was given everything his heart desired. At age sixteen, he decided he wanted to be a sailor and his father bought him a ship, and hired the best captain to train his son on the ways of the sea.
By age twenty, Diego’s activities were less than legal. With the influx of gold from the new world and the stories of riches to be had, he turned his attention to the Aztec nation.
He was reportedly on his way to El Dorado when his second in command decided to hand him over to a group of headhunters. He wasn’t happy about that. His second was even less so once Diego caught up to him.