Jaro: Forgive me for my actions in the past. I am Jaro. Captain of Gandrian and Ranger of the north. I should have believed someone as lovely as you. Travel north from here to reach the village of Irony.
Name:Odin Phoenix
Age: 19
Apperance: red shoulder lenght hair black trench coat black jeans black tank top silver cross and silver dog tags
Weapons: two whote revolvers with devil markings on the handles and a samurai sword named red dragon
Background: lead singer of a dead end failing rock band trained in many forms of martila arts and has a slight resistense to pain as he has trained his body to withstand pain
Jaro: Old man? Geardrian it must be but we know him as Obidiah. I shall take you their. Odin is my best man. He shall come with us. The Rangers shall be fine alone. Odin change of plans we shall travel north to Irony. I will enjoy traveling with a fair maiden. Might I get your name?
Jaro: A most lovley name that suits one surely. We will only travel in daylight for the Six Reapers roam these lands. Spirits that cannot be killed. Their were once five not to long ago but then another joined them. Come. We make haste.
Jaro: We can get an hour off before dark. Shame that in these dark times I meet the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. But we shall take are leave.
-Jaro started heading north-