Thought I would kick in my own 2cp though =)

After many a season exploring strange other worlds, (/ooc having gotten frustrated and quitting the game
for almost 2 years) Roshvarion returned to the lands of Norrath. Twas around his 12th or 13th season
while hunting in the warrens of those hateful Blackburrow gnolls that he made a fateful decision. This
he was not to discover until much later however. Upon entering the warrens he spied some fellow
adventurers of whom the gnolls were taking much unfair advantage and stopped to help. At the same moment
in time another Druid, the fair Asunawa, stopped to lend aid as well. Not realizing it at the time his
future was about to be remarkably changed. Now Asunawa already wore the banner of Nox, but this did not
enter our young Druid's mind at the time as being of any importance.

After much converse and companionship in those dreadful dark warrens, he receives a message from Asunawa
that she and a friend are in need of some assistance. Trotting himself off to the green room, he finds
Asunawa sitting with this hulking Barbarian shaman by the name of Lorlaor. Quickly joining in to help
eliminate the pesky elite guards found there they passed several hours in good company. Deciding after
this time that the three need more challenge they decided to upset the foul bandits of western Karana.
The three proceed to the plains and wrought wonderful havoc amongst the ilk of the Circle of Unseen
Hands.

Again time passes, further cementing the friendship of the three. Having spent a fruitless day wandering
the vast plains, Rosh receives a message from his good friends telling him of the hideous monsters
allied to King Xorbb. Always being ready for a fight, Roshvarion and Lorlaor head off to the lands of
the King to savage his evil minions. They proceed to wreak the planned havoc and have a wonderful time
doing so. At some point in their sojourn Lorlaor is hailed by the Golden Salenea. This lovely cleric,
also wearing the colors of Nox, quickly joins us in waylaying the minotaurs of the gorge. Soon after
joined by Asunawa the fair and a most strangely garbed mage named Ronsonal they spend quite some time
causing chaos and mayhem amongst the King's evil followers.

Well, this happy team along with serveral others spends several seasons waylaying various nasty
critters, including a most hideous cyclops, and righting wrongdoings. It is about this time, as
Roshvarion matures enough to start leaving his beloved plains, that the impact of past decisions is made
obvious. Now, over some past time, the Golden Salenea has queried Rosh on his thoughts about joining a
guild. Our admittedly slightly dense druid answers her questions and thinks nothing more of them. Until
one day, wandering the southern plains and not having seen his friends for some time, Salenea appears
once more and asks him to join his cause with that of Nox. Somewhat stunned and at a loss for words, he
answers that yes, he would be glad to wear the colors of Nox. And so it was written that Roshvarion was
henceforth a member of Nox Secuutus.

Of his adventures since that day, well that is another story for another time... perhaps to be told
around a campfire under the stars some day...

Roshvarion Greywind Half Elven Druid of Tunare