Robert Mayweather

Robert is 36 and is a professional bounty hunter. His father was a hunter. Robert as a boy would join his father on hunts from time to time. By doin this Robert learnt some skills, such as the ability to not be seen. One day when Robert was in his mid teens suggested to his father that instead of hunting deer, they should hunt criminals and be paid more for it. His father didnt agree, saying ‘people who kill scum instead of teaching them the error of their ways are just as much scum.’ Undeterred, Robert found a wanted poster a few days later at his local tavern. Using the skills that he learnt from his father, he killed his first bounty and claimed his gold. Proud of his nights work he went back to his father with rnough gold for a whole months worth of deer hunting. But Roberts father was furious, calling it ‘blood stained’, and threw Robert out onto the street, saying he doesnt house murderers. Initially Robert was distraught as a result of being disowned, but soon remembered how much he managed to earn in one nights work. ‘Why do i need that fool of a father?’ he thought, and decided to carry on with bounty hunting. And besides, what else was he now meant to do now?

Twenty years later Robert learnt that the bounty hunting game was very hit and miss. Some days, even weeks, it rained gold. Other times it was as dry as a desert, and in those times life was tough. With age slowly creeping up on him, Robert started to think bounty hunting may not be for him anymore. At least not for much longer. Sadlu he didnt know how to do anything else. Now, financially he was in a desert. Robert had speant his last piece of gold on the horn of beer that was in his hand. He was thinking what is he going to do next as he sat in the corner of the tavern. Then, on the horizon an oasis appeared. one that he could drink from potentially for the rest of his life. Someone hed never seen before approached him, dressed in noble clothes. After greetings and intoductions were exchanged it emerged it was somebody from House Hague. This was the house where the youngest daughter had just been murdered. The person who was representing House Hague slipped a poster across the table towards Robert. Robert upon reading this poster spat the beer hed spend his last bit of gold on out and dropped the rest on the floor in utter disbelief. The man on the poster was called Martin Howard, wanted dead or alive, and had a reward of 18000 gold peices. Enough gold to never need another bounty ever again. Robert couldnt beleive his luck and snapped up the contract, then set about hunting Martin down.

A few nights later Robert had tracked him down and had him cornered. Suddenly a portal was activated by Martin Howard in desperation, and he dived through without a second thought. Seeing his future dissapear through the portal to who knows where, Robert followed him through, not caring as he had nothing to lose.He arrived in the Dreamlands, not knowing where he was, or where his contract was as he was nowhere to be seen. Ever since Robert has been looking for Martin for what seems like years, not knowing where to start looking, where he actually was, and even if his target was even here.