21 years ago, A vicious wolf mother gave birth to her children, but alas, a flood swept away the cubs, leaving the mother alone. Her story ends here. The cubs drifted away, mostly safe, all but one. Dire. He had been given a badass scar over his right eye. The cubs clung on to a bit of wood, and continued the journey. The flood had gone right through many a house but one. Navmed sat on his porch drinking some Scotch when all of a sudden he heard a desperate howl. A soggy but safe Dire clawed up the porch, staring at the drink in Navs paw. Seeing Dire's badass scar, without hesitation, Navmed saw that he was a true Wolf, and said that he knew a guy, someone who could both provide Scotch and harness Dire's Badassery into pure hot lead. Dire perked up his ears. Navmed went on, explaining that they could met this man at a nearby pub, The Jolly Roger... A little rushed sorry Dire, please excuse the plot holes

. Happy birthday brother