Roy Rider

"You know before I became a Rider I was an adventurer like you..." Nodding at Serena's surprised look, he continues. "Yeah, I've travelled a fair bit in my time, fought my fair share of barbarians, goblins and orcs, not to mention trolls since I've been here!" he adds.

He lifts his hand to trace a scar that runs from behind his ear down to the side of his neck. "I got this from a undead creature of some sort..." he shudders as if remembering something horrid, "...in a long-abandoned village north east of here, called Andalbruin. A bunch of friends and I had heard that it was the site of an ancient school of wizardry, and had hoped that we would be able to find some magical items or treasures there. All we found was death and destruction. I barely made it out alive - and I lost 4 of my good friends to unbelievable horrors there. It was by Tymora's luck that I was found by the Riders of Nesmé, feverish and dying alone in the wilderness. They brought me back here, and healed me. Since then, I have joined them." He suddenly stops, as if he has said a lot more than he had intended, looking slightly embarrassed.