Life in the Freeholds has never been easy. Small villages and towns, surrounded by forest filled with all manner of beasts. The creatures who make their home among the Freeholds have long had to fear coyotes, wolves, owls, and more mundane threats like clans of roving Stoats, or Badger tribes threatening to settle in their lands and make meals of them.
So it was, that the Freehold Alliance was formed. Clans of mice, woodrats, voles, squirrels, jerboas, bats, moles, and pikas all banded together. And from each of the Freeholds, members joined their joint military: the Warders, the best of whom became the Freehold Rangers.
The Rangers. Living heroes, who wander the roads and trade routs between the Freehold, defending the villages, backing up the Freehold Wardens when an attack from a Mink tribe comes, or fighting off owls who prey on the wandering jerboa merchants.
You are a ranger. Born and raised in the Freeholds, you joined the Wardens at a young age, proved yourself a competent warrior and were raised to the ranks of the Rangers, and now you're finally joining your squad. Your legend has yet to be sung.