Ro was born into a special sect of the Dragon’s Arm monastery, the brewing sect to be specific. From a young age he was trained not only in his sects master brewing, but in their master drunken fighting combat style. “Remain the unpredictable element” his masters would repeat to him from the time he as a boy to manhood, and to embrace this ideal would define him.
Years later he would be offered an opportunity from his elder monks to go and see the world, to experience all of the experiences he can, and return to record his travels for the elders research purposes. No one explained why he was chosen, nor why they chose now, but something felt wrong in the air at the monastery that day, but who was he to refute the elders? “So travel I will” Ro says to himself, he stepped out of the doors of his home of so many years, perhaps slightly drunk if not completely intoxicated, and walked whichever way he would go.