From a young age, Targos has always been called a long shot, and regardless of any person's intent behind the moniker, Targos made the name his own, quite literally.
Targos Longshot is a name that circulated the city of Tiris--the orphan who became a Shadow Knight, the youngest of the elite order to ever be awarded the Star of Tiris medal, and the one who adopted a strange surname that could never pass as noble. Even though he has not yet entered his third decade of life, Targos Longshot is something of a Tirish folktale.
But that's the thing about folktales: they rarely tell the whole truth.
Targos has been many things: a street rat, a bounty hunter, a Shadow Knight, and a ranger. He has served the queen of Tiris, slept on the floor of the Wolf's Snout bar, carried out knightly missions, and dyed a very expensive cloak ranger green. Targos takes great pride in his service as a knight, but he has never felt that such a life was truly his. He was drawn to the path of a ranger, and in search of an adventure that is his own, Targos Longshot leaves both Tiris and the Shadow Knight order.
With his faithful and vaguely magical dog in tow, Targos travels to the neighboring city of Aridante, renowned as a mage city. Targos has faith that the Aridantean libraries will be able to tell him more about the origins of the pup, and the ranger quickly finds himself swept up in new friendships, a bounty, and the Aridante Arena Tournament. However, when tumult more than the normal festivities overtakes the arena, Targos is called back to service as a Shadow Knight. Chaos is building on Tiris's border and potentially spilling into neighboring cities. Where neither Shadow Knights nor soldiers have seen success, Targos agrees to venture and face an unknown threat that wields very old, very potent magic.
Facing a new enemy and old ghosts, Targos is fortunate to not be alone--even if his companions may bear scars as deep as his own.
