[hider=Leofric][center][b]Name:[/b] Leofric Hallard
[b]Age:[/b] 54
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Faction/Allegiance:[/b] Yellowmoor
[b]Relic Description:[/b] A silver ring with a single emerald encrusted into it. The ring has the ability to slow down time.
[b]Appearance:[/b] [img] https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/50/c8/eb50c89b56aa4dc51634403b0ceef259.jpg[/img]
[b]Flaws:[/b] Leofric is a very cautious man, sometimes he’ll be a bit too slow to react to a situation if it means getting someone into danger. With his age, his strength and speed are just not as good as they once were.
[b]Skills:[/b] Leofric as spent most of his life practising with all weapon types and he can easily handle himself in a fight. He also has basic hunting and smithing skills. His main trait would be his charisma seeming to make people who follow him very loyal to him. 
[b]Biography:[/b] The family of Hallard was a well-respected family from the city of Greytry but not one of real note. Occasionally one would become a somewhat high-ranking member in the army or another may have become a lawyer but rarely have any influence in the big picture of the capital city of Etrid. Leofric was the last son in the line of the Hallard’s with his mother dying in childbirth and his Father not bothering to marry again. 

As the years went on and Leofric went from being a child to a teenager, it was clear to see that he would rise high in whatever he did, being intelligent and charismatic. He picked skills up quick and could influence people to do what he wanted. His favourite activity was archery though, he wasn’t the best archer but it was what he loved doing. On his sixteenth birthday he enlisted into the army to the annoyance of his father who wanted him to become a lawyer like himself believing Leofrics talents were wasted just being some common fighter. For years he learned how to fight with the sword and how to fight in cavalry practising his skills. Year after year he rose quickly in the army, mainly due to the fact he was one of the few members in the army who could actually read and write making him perfect for command along with his talent for leading people as well. 

In his mid-twenties he fell in love with a woman named Bethany and a few years later they were married, some years after that Bethany gave birth to twins a year before Leofric had turned thirty. They seemed like the model family for Greytry. A commander in the army from a well-known house with his wife who was a healer and they’re son and daughter were perfect to them. 

Six years later Leofric was in command of around a hundred men to deal with a small uprising in a town a few days ride from the capital. Everything seemed to be going fine and it looked like Leofric was on his way to being one of the biggest commanders of Greytry but that’s when he received the news of the imprisonment of his wife. On his way back after he put down the starts of a rebellion one of his men who had stayed at the barracks had ridden as fast as they could to Leofric and told him how a cleric from the Order of the Third Moon had arrested Bethany and taken away their children claiming that Bethany was a Witch and had been using witchcraft to be healing people instead of prayer. Leofric with around twenty of his men rode as fast as they could to Greytry to defend his wife from the accusations against his family. 
When he arrived at the city, one of the gates was opened and he was let him with his men, but that’s when he found out what had happened. The love of his life had been burned alive before she was even given a trial, his father had been stabbed to death when he tried to stop what was going on and Leofric was now wanted for harbouring witches. A friend had warned him there wouldn’t be a trial though and he’d just be killed straight away and he was told to get out of the city and flee. Leofric couldn’t leave without his children though and was told the cleric who’d accused his wife had them. A few of his men went with him not wanting to leave him on his own to retake his children. They reached the mansion were and a small skirmish happened at the gates and Leofric and his men managed to get inside. Leofric found the cleric praying in a finely decorated room covered in silks and tapestries, everything seemed to be covered in jewels and gold. The cleric was unrecognizable after Leofrics anger took over him butchering him over and over again with an axe. On an alter in the corner of the room was a small box. Leofric walked over and opened it without thinking and took the one item that was in there, it was a ring. As fights continued through the mansion Leofric searched for his children. The mansion had caught fire from some candles being knocked over. Leofric found his son in one of the rooms on his own but he couldn’t find his daughter and his son didn’t know what room his sister was in. The flames started to get bigger and started to engulf the mansion. His men dragged him out when there was no way to check the more into the mansion. They fled the city and rode for the Great plains knowing they were all wanted now, some had managed to get their wives and children before the assault on the mansion to gather supplies and horses just outside of Greytry. 

When they reached the Great Plains there was around thirty of them in total. After a few weeks of moving around looking for a place to set up and live in they arrived at a small motte and bailey with a wooden palisade. Speaking to the ruler who called himself ‘The Lord of Yellowmoor’ he allowed the refugees to move into the small town. They moved in there and made it their home, away from the grasp of The Order. It took years for Leofric to get over the loss of his wife and daughter. It was two years later when he found out what the ring did. When he found out the ring slowed time, his depression only worsened believing that his daughter was left in the mansion and he could have saved her if he’d only used the ring. As his son got older, his son talked more and more of going back to Greytry to look for his sister believing she wasn’t in the house. Leofric believed it was a stupid dream.

The years went by quickly in Yellowmoor, with little happening. There was the odd skirmish with some bandit groups but nothing the town couldn’t handle. Leofric spent most of the time learning how to smith iron making basic weapons and armour but nothing as strong or as exquisitely intricate that he used in Greytry. Some of his days were spent hunting different types of animals with there not being much food from crops with the lands mainly uncultivated. Leofric thought this would how he’d end his days until his son left in the middle of the night with a few of his friends, rumours said they he was heading to Greytry to track down his sister. 

[b]Personality/motivation:[/b] These days Leofric is a quiet person, thinking instead of speaking. Just because he doesn’t speak much, doesn’t mean he likes being alone though. He loves listening to his friends speak and joke with each other. His main motivations are to try and keep his people safe, especially his son.
[b]Final Point – Secrets:[/b] Seeing that it’s been many years people would more than likely not recognize him.[/center][/hider]