A young man.  His bearing to strangers is that of the 'Lone Warrior': a stoic, handsome expression with a slight air of melancholy.  He wears a few chains linked together at his collar that drape around his shoulders and chest.  A chain with a jade jewel in its center serves as his headband.  He is normally seen standing alone, surveying the land, silently.  Often with an expression too deep for words.  Perhaps the rumors of his past are the cause of his solitude...

  They say he betrayed them.  Ran away and left them to die.  His team.  His companions.  His brothers in arms: an order of noble warriors.  The rumors say he and his companions set out to slay a mysterious evil that lived in the wilds.  All were slain.  All but one - a page that served the noble lords of that hunt. Lance Hostler.  The rumors say it was a battle that slew every man, nobles and servants alike, but Lance escaped without even the smallest scratch.  Clearly he fled the battle early, abandoning his allies, and is a coward and a traitor.  His denials are lies.  The punishment was exile from the order, a punishment many feel was too light.

  Now, as an exile, Lance has a reputation as a lone hunter for hire, eliminating beasts and men alike that threaten the lands of the threshold.