Rannulfr is a man of Wilderland, raised in lands subject to the King of Dale. Much unlike the worldly, often open minded Men of Esgaroth and the city of Dale, Rannulfr hails from a small, remote village in the harsher parts of the Kingdom.

Born out of the reclutant union between an influential but unpopular warrior and the daughter of a simple farmer, Rannulfr is a reflection of the man his long deceased father once was. Accostumed to getting his way solely through the means of the fist and blade and ruthlessly selfish in his ways. Much of his life was spent fighting Easterlings on the borders of the kingdom in search for their loot, often to the dislike of those on his side which he deprived of their share, or simply irritated with his ulterior motives. Even in times of relative peace, as some villagers rumour, Rannulfr sought loot and riches by resorting to the life of a brigand preying on unsuspecting travellers.

Having disregarded the emotions of others his entire life, Rannulfr thus found himself a wealthy (at least for his village) and often hated man. One that even fathered a son. He was pitied by many, just like the mother who gave birth to the child, a woman of foreign descent; captured and brought home like loot. The harsh treatment by Rannulfr and the eventual escape of his mother formed Voldig; a raving and despised lunatic, only redeemed by the cruelty which he endured at the hands of his father. The reasons for Rannulfr travelling westward in the company of his son are anyone's guess, but it should be clear to those who are not blind to the kind of man he is that his motives are by no means benevolent.