Liam

The Man

Name: Liam McClung

Race: Human (mostly)

Rank: Armiger

Fighting Style: Sword and Board, Florentine, Tomfoolery

Started Fighting: November 2010

The Myth

Raised about 17 miles south of Edinburgh, Liam and his brother Lachlan were raised as warriors by their father, Morgan, whose father was William McClung, who had fought alongside William Wallace at the battle of Stirling Bridge, and went on to take part in the battle of Bannockburn. Liam and his brother were instructed by their father in several weapons disciplines and basic battle strategy. As they grew, they developed a fervent love for their homeland, and a lust for life that led them to be considered serious troublemakers in their early years. When the brothers reached the age of 18, they set forth from their father's house, to seek their fortune in the wider world. As young men will do, they soon turned to fighting, womanizing, and general mischief to keep themselves occupied. They found themselves in multiple occupations, including a summer spent working as mercenaries, petty thieves, and a grand total of 3 weeks in various jails. There were very few people in the surrounding counties who had not at least heard stories of the Brothers McClung. They continued in this manner for almost a year, before Liam met, of all people, a Native American woman named Mosi. Intrigued by her exotic looks and shy demeanor, Liam began to court her immediately, and eventually wedded her. In the interests of providing for her, he found a job at the nearby tin mines, and generally settled down to a comfortable life with his new bride. After several months, in which Lachlan lived with an unwed young woman on the edge of town named Moira, Liam returned home one day much earlier than normal, due to a rainstorm flooding a portion of the mine. Liam entered quietly, thinking his wife would be sleeping, his pick over his shoulder. Upon opening the door to his bedroom, Liam was met with the site of a Moor and his beautiful wife in flagrante delicto. Liam stepped forward, and with one swing of his pick, pinned the lovers to the bed, where they would die. Liam left the room, walked down to the cellar, and proceeded to consume most of a bottle of whisky. The next day, wracked with grief over his crime, he turned himself in to the police, and was sentenced to a life of hard labor. After three years, in which Liam toiled for the British warden, he heard through another prisoner that his brother, Lachlan, had vowed to rescue him from his imprisonment. Reminded of the brother he had left behind, Liam began plotting his escape, which he made good using a wax candle, three incredibly lurid playing cards, and the head of a mop. He then made his way to The Crimson Fields, where he and his brother were reunited at last. Now they ply their trade as mercenaries, and as leaders of the Clan McClung, drawing together old friends and brothers-in-arms to help them in the battles to come.