Torrin

Ser Torrin is a hedge knight from the North.

## Personality

### Personality Description

Not especially charismatic, and is prone to being rather tactless when speaking.. Despite this and his profession, he carries by nature a rather friendly and generally well-meaning demeanor.

He particularly detests banditry owing to what happened to his home and family, and when facing those whom he deems to be as irredeemable as those marauders who burned his home,Torrin’s easy-going and friendly nature is replaced by an utterly relentless, cold, and stubborn persona.

He is still a rather devoted follower of the Old Gods, though being a knight means he must take care not to reveal his faith to anyone lest he be stripped of title. He worships quietly and privately, and stays away from the topic of religion whenever possible.

Torrin puts little stock in the niceties of civilized society, and would certainly be considered dishonorable or brutish in many of his methods and mannerisms. From misdirecting and levering any advantage against foes to being extremely direct and to-the-point when talking.

Unlike most knights, he eschews a horse, preferring instead to walk and run on his own feet. After falling from a saddle in his childhood, he has never completely trusted horses, and tries to avoid riding where possible.

### Goals and Motivation

His personal goals are to one day become a full-fledged landed knight in the employ of a noble house. He believes this would help him better fulfill what he sees as his responsibilities as a knight. Those being to combat the injustice and evils of the world.

### Reputation

Rather unknown by most, he nonetheless holds generally good standing amongst those who have met him on account of being a brutally efficient combatant as well as one of the more noble Hedge Knights.

## Backstory

Torrin was born and raised in the North. Specifically in a nameless town of small size and little wealth. Being located near the Northern Mountains, the people there were as hardy and accustomed to the cold as the crops they grew. Torrin seemed destined to enter the hunting trade as his family had done for years. A simple life in a simple place, unburdened by politics or most of civilization.

At least, until the attack. A roving gang of marauders, ones that would ordinarily pose no problem to most settlements. But a combination of a sickness confining the town’s tiny garrison to bedrest and lack of any previous trouble with marauders and bandits  ensured the people were entirely undefended and unprepared for the attack.

The town was razed to the ground, everyone butchered save for Torrin, who had the good fortune to be out hunting when the raid occurred. He came back to find naught but blood and ash where his home had once been. There he sat, utterly in shock, and awaited what would have been certain death were it not for the good fortune to be rescued by a passing Hedge Knight, one who had been tracking the marauders.

He was squired soon after, the older Knight having little idea what else to do with Torrin. He told Torrin their meeting was a “sign” when questioned about why he had been squired. Torrin was trained rigorously by the Knight, who had become something of a surrogate Father after the death of Torrin’s family. He became skilled in the use of a variety of weapons and tactics, the Knight being more martially inclined and thus not being able to teach Torrin much of politics or social etiquette. Both Torrin and the Knight were of the rural North, and only knew the customs of that region.

Religion was an issue, as no follower of the Old Gods could become a knight. Officially, Torrin converted to the Faith of the Seven so as to continue his training and eventually gain knighthood. In private however, he still continues to worship the Old Gods. He hid it well, and to this date nobody, not even his mentor, has ever found the truth of his beliefs.

Torrin was knighted when the Knight became sick. They were bedridden for over a week in a town before both realized that the Knight wasn’t going to get better. Torrin was knighted by a dying man, barely able to lift his sword onto the young man’s shoulders. Later that night, the older Knight passed away, and the newly dubbed Ser Torrin constructed a pyre to burn the corpse, and set out on his own journey.