(I suppose that now might as well be as good of time as any, I'll start us off)<br/><br/><br/>Tyr was walking down a road in Yllisse after another job well done, he had been a sell-sword for eight years now and has many a battle under his belt. He was now wondering if he should start his own mercenary group, he was becoming tired of travelling alone. He soon stooped to set up a camp site