You find yourself traveling along in a lovely forest when you happen upon a cheery young man...
Inside, you see an older man seated on a bench polishing his weapons at the table. He pauses for a moment and stands to greet you and shake your hand.
Just as you finish up reading about the interesting lore, a lovely aroma hits your nose. Looking up, you find that Syndri has returned with a delicious vegetable stew that he sits before the group.
Hello, there, my good friend, and welcome to Wynsumheord.You smile and reciprocate the greeting.
My name is Magnar. You may not know me, but I'm sure you've heard of my father, Havardir.You shake your head.
What? You haven't? You must be from very far away, then. My father Havardir is one of the Great Mundbyrdians of Wynsumheord. This special clan was assembled to protect our land from the greedy grasps of corrupt kings. There's Nurvenheath, the kingdom of the North... The Syperragg Kingdom is just south of us, Eiterland's domain is to the east, and, to the west... well... the west is the home of King Sumphyr of Wahstrehite. He's the worst of them all. He will stop at absolutely nothing until Wynsumheord is his own. He raids cities, burns down villages, steals from the townsfolk, and even slaughters living beings in cold blood all to inflict terror in hopes that we'll eventually cower under his dastardly iron hand. But, no. We will never do that. His evil deeds only make us stronger and more determined to resist. That is why the Mundbyrdians stand, and I assume you're here to join us?You nod your head.
Jolly good then. Let us go to my father. He will get you all equipped and ready to fight.Walking along in the field with Magnar, you notice many beautiful flowers and a few crooked trees growing about the way. Just ahead, you see a small cottage. Then, you spy a young man coming around from the back of the house holding a basket in one hand and waving at you two with the other.
Oh, look who it is! It's my brother Syndri. Hello, brother!
Well, hello, Magnar! Who's this you've brought along?
A brave warrior, indeed. They've enlisted to become a Mundbyrdian. I am showing them to father.
Well, nice to meet you. My name is Syndri. Our father is right inside. Make yourself at home as I prepare dinner with these fine vegetables I've collected.
Inside, you see an older man seated on a bench polishing his weapons at the table. He pauses for a moment and stands to greet you and shake your hand.
Greetings, brave one! You must be here to join the The Mundbyrdians! I am Havardir, Chief of the Dryhtenhaven clan. Have a seat.Magnar sits down beside his father and you hear a bit of rustling around in the kitchen.
Being a Mundbyrdian is quite the honor, but it comes with many risks and responsibilites. Are you certain you are up for the task?You nod enthusiastically.
Brilliant! Have a look at these scrolls to learn about Wynsumheord and why we fight to protect it.
Just as you finish up reading about the interesting lore, a lovely aroma hits your nose. Looking up, you find that Syndri has returned with a delicious vegetable stew that he sits before the group.
I pray you all enjoy this humble meal I've prepared.
How delightful, brother.
Thank you, lad.Syndri nods as he sits beside you with a bowl of his own.
So, you've read the texts, have you? What think ye?You nod and express your eagerness to join them and get started right away.
Ah! That's the spirit! Let us begin planning an adventure for you to embark upon!
Meet the The Mundbyrdians of Dryhtenhaven...
Magnar
At twenty years of age, the eldest son of Havardir is brave, gallant, and always up for adventure. Magnar is devoted to being knightly and helping whenever he can, but his eagerness, however, can sometimes lead to foolishness. Though, like his father, Magnar is skillful and cunning in war, he unfortunately is more prone to falling for crafty schemes that don't involve direct combat.
Syndri
At only seventeen years old, Syndri is young but wise. Refusing to fight unless absolutely necessary and refraining from hunting at all, Havardir's youngest son is seen by many as weak. Because of this, Syndri is highly disappointed in himself for not becoming what his father desired of him to be-- though he tries, he is unable to change. The lad enjoys cooking and studying plant and animal life. He also likes gardening and music. He is known to be scared and timid, but he will quickly inform you that he is only "overly cautious".
Havardir
Esteemed Chief of the The Mundbyrdians of Dryhtenhaven, Havardir never ceases to stand up for right and protect his family, his village, and the entire land of Wynsumheord. He is a very skillful warrior who is talented at leading troops and organizing strategies. He is an excellent teacher as well, but can sometimes be tough on those he cares about and those in whom he sees much potential. He continues to train his sons, Magnar and Syndri, to follow in his footsteps.
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