Our History

In ages past a group of adventures banded together and took residence in a run down castle near the town of New Rigel, standing high in the mountains and surrounded by ragged rocks and deep crevices, the plan was to re-build the castle to its former glory and create a formidable fortress to mount their raids from, but all did not go well, fighting broke out in the ranks the clan was being pulled in every direction, factions grew as some members sought power within the clan and dissention grew, slowly eating away at the heart of the clan until it was on the brink of war, this is where our story starts because all of what you have read so far is the past the records that were kept were destroyed in the fighting that took place.

A young Elf named Waylander, who had just recently departed from another clan agreed to join with the band of mercenaries and help unite the clan and put an end to the strife, for many weeks he worked at ending the bitterness and dispose of the factions using whatever method he could from the peaceful to the bloody, it took many months but soon the clan was at peace all working towards a single goal rather than a hundred different ones.

Waylander was happy, he believed his work was done and he could retire to his inn in the quiet town of Xaventry and leave the running of the clan once more back in the hands of its Kings Nalog and Wyldchild, but fate had other plans, fate it seems did not want Waylander to rest, at least not yet, one day Nalog spoke to Waylander, he spoke of his desire to step down from his kingship and pass the title onto Waylander, after talking for what seemed many hours a deal was struck Nalog would retire and Waylander would gain both the kingship to the clan and part ownership of all the lands the clan owned.

For many moons Waylander and Wyldchild led the clan together, slowly gathering roots  for the clan hall until Wyldchild sold his half of the clan to a young Halfling named Ishynir who had been with the clan for several months already and was immediately accepted by the clan as their queen, time passed people came and went but slowly the core of the clan became strong almost unbreakable and the clan became stronger and more importantly it became home for so many, along with Ishynir becoming queen she also brought something else to the clan, a mountain of those precious roots that were needed to complete the hall, without delay word was sent to the Immortals of the land and they bestowed upon the castle the powers the clan needed to find their way home from almost anywhere in the world, the clan finally had the power of a clan hall.

Time passed in the world old friends left and new friends came into the clan and each of us went about our daily lives, passing the time with good conversations and news of our homelands, then one day a young messenger came to us and told us he was the brother of Kirsten, he told us of her recently passing away after a long fight with illness, for many days we mourned her passing, some of us to this day, even now I shed a tear while writing this because she was well loved by us, Celestia was kind enough to us, to erect a statue of Kirsten in our hall, so all may look upon her and remember her fondly.

Fate had more surprises up its sleeve still for Waylander, and fate can be a cruel mistress when she wants to be, Ishynir not long crowned queen had itchy feet  and signed over her half of the clan to Waylander and left him in charge, and he now had soul responsibility for the clan, and it was a heavy burden on his shoulders at first he was undecided in what to do and a black mood swept over him for weeks if not longer, he threw himself into his work, questing for the Lord of Sigil trying to forget the past or work out the future? no one really know except Waylander, but he does not speak of those days...

Time passed and things changed for Waylander in a fit of madness he gave away all his worldly goods including the clan and went away from the world in an attempt to escape, but fate would not let him go so easily, she slowly pulled him back into her arms, the clan, like true friends gathered around him, returning his equipment and other assets all except one Waylander accepted, he wouldn't take back ownership of the clan, perhaps one day he may, perhaps not no one really knows, but for now the clan continues under the new leadership of Basstian, Bresha, Illian and Ryshad upholding the values Waylander used to hold so close to himself and adding their own too, the new Mercenaries of War was born, but which way will it head now, again no one knows.