Erik

Thank you. I can't stand the thought of being trapped in this village for the rest of my days.

I want to be an adventurer like you, but my father says I can't.

He says that he needs me to stay here and work the farm, and even if he did let me be an adventurer, we couldn't afford to buy armor.

His name's Mralki, and he's the innkeeper here. I hope you can change his mind.

Well, if you change your mind, I'd still like your help.

Can't blame you for having better things to do than help some farmer you don't know.

I can't thank you enough, friend. I'll hope you'll come back to Rorikstead soon and pay me a visit.

Maybe we can swap stories about our adventures over a mug of ale at the inn!

Good. I'm ready for anything.

You sure? All right. I'll keep guard here.

Born and raised right here in Rorikstead.

My father was a soldier. He fought in the great war and when it was over, he retired here to raise a family.

My mother passed away when I was just a babe, so he did his best to raise me on his own.

It's not the most exciting place in the world, but the people here work hard and don't cause trouble for anyone.

It's true. For as long as I can remember our crops have always done well.

I'm not sure whether it's the soil, the climate or the favor of the Divines, but we've never had a poor harvest.