The Red Dragon pub was quiet. Not many were drinking. Vestin (my character I changed to 21 years old) was sitting drinking some light ale. He had finished his work and the blacksmith let him go home early. Just then a sudden wind blew into town. Vestin looked behind himself to see a man in a cloak. "Brother!" The two men collided in a hug that nearly knocked them to their feet. "Rothos, are you here for Aeros' return?" "But ofcourse! Our brother is returning from the war, we must celebrate!" At that moment five horses approached the pub. A tall, well built man got off the lead horse. The two brothers ran out of the pub and were headlocked by the third. "When will you two learn? The worst approach on me is direct." They all enjoyed a laugh as they mozied into the pub. "So Rothos! Are you going to tell us what your occupation is?" He smiled. "I was sworn to secrecy the other fifty times you asked, what makes you think that changed?" "Oh come now. I just fought two tours against the barbarians in the North. I deserve a little reward." Vestin spoke, "I think you're going to get it." He said this right as women began approaching Aeros. The pub was extremely lively now. The party raged on up until the middle of the night. That was when the Captain of the Guard from Matorian, the largest city in the kingdom, showed up. "I am looking for the three sons of the man they call The Traveller." Vestin, Aeros, and Rothos looked at eachother.