Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-1789156-20140610204722/@comment-4843137-20140610211537

Character: Backstory:
 * Name: Baen'rik (no surname)
 * Race: Longtooth Shifter
 * Class: Ranger
 * Level: 1

To the north of the county of Foster, where the great armies of the southern realms failed to conquer the vast fjords and impenatrable forests from the wild folk that call the land home, in the land where Setyi rules only in name, the ancient Longtooth (Lagvang in their language) folk continue subsisting the way their forefathers have been since time immorreal, by hunting the great elk that call the forests home and herding the hardy breed of sheep that call the moors home.

The Longtooth elders have been restless lately. Long winters have been driving the herds of animals south and east into the lands of the ambitious dwarves that call the great mountains home. To make matters worse, the rapidly-expanding dwarves have built outposts below the mountains, killing the animals for food that the Longtooth livelihood depends on. The remaining animals traveled into the fiefs of the civilized folk to the south. The Longtooth have no other choice than to follow the herds, and the superstitious natives of Foster, raised on chilling bedtime tales of evil Longtooth murderers have been forming a militia and killing any Longtooth they see.

Out of this chaos came Baen'rik, a young Longtooth ranger of 19, skilled in the old ways of hunting and tracking, but also in the civilized ways of speech and trade. En route to the regional hub town of Aldwall, cloaked and disguised as a human begger, he stops near an abandoned shack and sniffs the air...