Born just outside a small village nestled among forgotten woodlands and rolling hills, second child and only son to the executioner. Senan joined his father on hunts from a young age. At first not much more than an observer, he picked up on skills such as archery and animal handling quickly. Aged eighteen the boy returned home from a trip to market, finding his father hanged from a tree. An ironic fate, such was the cost of poaching under Forest Law. By this stage his sister had married and left the village, leaving Senan and his mother alone. Senan took on the role as executioner. While the money was welcome, like many of his ilk he became a social outcast, as his father before him. His new occupation only lasted a few months. For when the village was raided by marauding brigands, few were left to live. What happened in the years leading up to the present day, or how Senan joined the ranks of the Rangers, is known only to a select few.

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Lir's size and appearance give him a commanding presence. Combining power and swiftness with sight, the hounds primary responsibilities in the group lie with hunting and guard duty. While the particular breed tends not to always shine as a watchdog without training, their size is plenty deterrent. Around those he is familiar with, Lir is friendly, trusting and reliable. However, he holds a suspicious disposition to strangers and other animals, chasing, tackling and pouncing on anything that moves rapidly. Despite his age (given the breed's usual life expectancy), Lir is a surprisingly spry and agile creature who is intelligent and has ample capacity for independence. Full of life and personality, truly man's best friend.

Goes by his surname. Ford was born to a skilled merchant and a fine lady of the Middle Kingdoms. He quickly proved to be adept at neither profession, and spent most of his time running away from his parents and responsibilities. Upon returning home one day, his parents were not where he had left them. In fact, they had left him, moving away without a whisper. The teenage Ford was left without a home, but not without friends. For a few years, he joined a gang in Boldych, whipping up storm of trouble and scampering away before the storm broke. Then he got caught, thought not before giving the city watch one fiend of a chase. A ranger watched the chase, and was struck by the man's fitness, finesse, and impressive dictionary of curses. Putting arrowhead to shaft, from then to now, shouldn't be too challenging.