A hunter from New York
Ross is a pretty cheery fellow, who loves to laugh and is always good for buying a friend a pint. He keeps his jovial outlook on life, even when he’s been deep into his cups. He does know when to be silent though, owing to his experiences as a hunter and a militiaman.
pouch of lead balls
pouch of tobacco
Ross was born in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, the son of a Scottish couple immigrating to the colony of New York. By his first birthday, his parents were working a farm in western New York, along the border with the colony of Pennsylvania. For most of his early life, he was an ordinary farmer’s son, although he would sneak off to go hunting whenever he could. He only avoided his father’s wrath because he always seemed to bring back some game.
In 1746, Ross was part of the militia forces gathered in northern New York to launch a retaliatory attack against the French and their native allies during King Georges War, He stayed with the militia, wintering in Albany after the British Regulars failed to arrive. When the expedition failed to move in 1747, Ross joined a small band of his fellow New York Militiamen and Iroquois warriors and moved north on their own. They would skirmish with French and their native allies until the war’s end in 1748.
Two years later, that the ages of twenty-seven, he’s living as a hunter on the New York frontier.