Aethelred was making his way through the woods, unknowingly heading for the Lonely inn. He was looking for a place to stay for the night and have a good rest from the last quest he partook in with a band of elves and dwarfs and an army of men. They had liberated a small kingdom from the tyranny of an evil dragon and his horde of orcs and savage barbarians. Many foes were slain during that quest and many comrades died nobly. They eventually managed to defeat the dark horde and kill the dragon, bringing back glory and riches to the liberated kingdom. After the quest was done they each went their separate ways with a good piece of the treasure in their pockets. Now he was hoping to find shelter for the night. He then hears the sound of combat and hurries towards the sounds. He comes across a dwarf fighting a small band of orcs by himself, he is outnumbered and needed assistance. Aethelred although not at full strength would be more than a match for these foul creatures. He drew his sword and had his shield at the ready. Aethelred ran at the orcs with very good haste and slammed into one of them with his red and golden shield. The force of the blow knocked the orc out cold and Aethelred swung his sword, beheading a second orc. He moved to stand beside the dwarf and said, "it looks like you could use my assistance my little friend."