Lachlan

The Man

Name: Lachlan McClung

Race: Human (probably)

Unit: None (totally looking, though.)

Fighting Style: Sword and Board, Glaive, Blatant Lies

Started Fightin': July 2010

The Myth

Raised about 17 miles south of Edinburgh, Lachlan and his brother Liam 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. Lachlan 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, he 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. He then 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 Lachlan heard this, he set off with a vow to rescue his brother from his imprisonment. In his travels, he came across The Crimson Fields, and began to train with the warriors he found there, joining a group known as The Flying Circus, knowing that they would be valuable allies in the battles to come. After several weeks, he began to reach out to his former comrades and friends, and to adopt them, as was his right in his father's absence, into the Clan McClung. Late in 2010, Liam turned up at The Crimson Fields with wild stories about having escaped from prison using a wax candle, three lurid playing cards, and the head of a mop. Lachlan was over-joyed at his brother's return, and 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. In March of 2012, due to some very unfortunate circumstances, left The Flying Circus, and is currently fighting unaffiliated.

Other Stories

Fun Facts

I am a musician.

I will happily sing any songs I know for a drink.

I can drink more than you. Period.

This does NOT mean I WON'T be just as drunk.