(I had an old account on a different email, but I cannot access the login information or use that account anymore.)
Garreth hails from the outskirts of the Commonwealth of Petra. Tired of the quiet life of a laborer, he took up his father's old rusted steel blade and a worn traveling pack. He set out toward the heart of the realm with a singular vision: gathering like-minded 'small-folk' to form an adventurers guild that values hard work and grit over noble titles and ancient bloodlines.
However, the road was far less kind than the stories suggested. Along the way, Garreth was plagued with troubles; first, his father’s blade grew dull and chipped from use, and then his meager savings were stolen by a group of roadside bandits while he slept. Even his trusty leather shoes, which had lasted him for over two years of farm work, finally wore through to the soles. Despite the blisters and the hunger, Garreth refused to turn back.
He eventually reached the bustling trade routes, surviving on odd jobs and the kindness of strangers. Now, with a sharpened resolve and a plan in his head, he seeks a city where he can find his first partner. He knows that his dream of a adventurers guildhall is miles away, but as long as he has his life and his ambition, he believes the "small-folk" can finally make a name for themselves in Aevos.
