Cynric had been to many places, as a mage for hire his skills were coveted and he had been paid well on each job he had done. None the less there came a point when collecting bounties and protecting people had got dull. This mercenary group intrigued him. He remembered the man who had taken his contract, a rather unpleasant man. But so would he, if he had been stamping and collecting papers all day. After he had signed up he was glad to hear that he had some free time. He took the time to buy a new eye patch and clean the one he was wearing. Cynric had a variety of eye patches to cover the hole where his right eye should have been. This new one was navy blue compared to the all of the black ones that he possessed. Putting on the new eye patch he went back to the inn to await the meeting.

The next day Cynric walked into the Tavern, looking around the dimly lit room he took in the sights and more noticeably the smell. This was not the first Tavern Cynric had been that smelled this bad and it would not be the last. To counter the foul smell of the tavern he grabbed one of the many cigars he kept on his person. His index finger glowed as he lit the cigar. Taking a deep breath he soon drowned out the smell of the Tavern with the cigar. Finding the particular group he belonged to he waited until everyone had gathered. Their sergeant was the first to speak, announcing his name and telling them a little about his past. Once everyone had introduced themselves it was now Cynric's turn to speak. 

Taking the cigar out of his mouth he spoke. [b]"My name is Cynric, I will be the other Mage that is accompanying this group. My skills lie in the manipulation of electricity a foreign thing to you all maybe but do not worry I wont be aiming for you. My job in this group will mainly be crowd control."[/b] Taking a deep draw of his cigar he exhaled the smoke and continued speaking. [b]" My past is fairly simple; My father was a famous mage, rather not say his name as he made a fair few enemies in his past. I was taught by him and several other mages how to control and hone my abilities and a fair few other useless things. When all the learning became too dull i left my home town of Dylad and became a bounty hunter and mercenary. Oh and as for my eye? Well that is something I can talk about another time"[/b] Once he had finished talking he picked one of the pins off the table and attached it to his jacket.