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About the Wayfarers

Seven years ago, Drew was dragged out by his buddy Sean to a crazy game called “Amtgard,” where he would run through knee-high snow in an effort to hit people with foam bats. While there, he met Dan. Seven years later… well.

It was easy to choose the small party who would trek across the British Isles when Dan started putting together the idea for the Wayfarers’ quest… much, much easier that the quest itself is going to be.

Dan Clarke

I was born in 1984 in Toronto, Canada, the eldest son of three.  I knew I wanted to be a writer at six years old, when my teacher Mrs. Bywater would send other children to ask me for spelling help.  The first story I remember writing was about an astronaut, also written on space-suit-shaped paper.

Since reading The Hobbit in grade school, I have been hooked on epic fantasy.  Reading these series was an escape, and I devoured them – Tolkien, Brooks, Goodkind, Whyte, Martin.  Fantasy movies were never too great, but something about them still appealed; the clear difference between good and evil, right and wrong, and the gradual slipping as I got older.  The gray areas explored in the best examples of the genre became my favourite bits, but I never quite got over my idolization of the hero: the shining armour, the sharp blade that only fell in the cause of right… even when the hero has flaws like the surname Lannister or the willing blindness of Arthur, they stood apart from the rest. (Read more!)

Drew Rocheleau

If there is any one thing I remember clearly about my childhood, it was my love for stories.  I was born on August 21st, 1984 in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and am the second-eldest of five children; even at earlier grades when I stilled struggled with reading, I can remember clawing my way through children’s books.  Although I had many books, there was always a soft spot in me for stories about dragons.   Whether they were vile monsters or majestic beasts, I took quickly to those high fantasy tales.  The format never mattered to me: movies, books, and yes, even video games could all easily keep my attention.  Naturally as I grew older I began to realize that no amount of Bambi eyes would ever get me a pet fire breathing lizard; I began to settle for more mundane pursuits.

While attending East Alternative School of Toronto for grades 7 and 8, I discovered that I had a taste for dramatic arts.  For a seventh grader, some might have even gone as far as claiming I had talent.  This of course only further fuelled my love for imaginative worlds and tales, and I spent more time engaging in them.  I began to take scene studies classes outside of school, and began to seriously consider pursing life as an actor.  Of course, imagination, a tendency to daydream, and a preference for reading over my homework didn’t do much for the rest of my grades, but somehow I pulled through. (Read more!)