Valrassh semble perplexe pendant un moment, en étudiant la disposition du terrain de jeu et les figures à l'intérieur.
-- Excusez-moi monsieur, est-ce que c'est ça? Il s'interroge d'une voix graveleuse, "Allez tuer quelques zombies? Attendons-nous une maison hantée à proximité? »
Alors qu'il commence à assembler son équipement, il commence à vérifier le fond de l'image, à chercher tout signe de conte de contes d'une maison hantée, à monter des fenêtres, des sorties limitées, etc.
Name: Valrassh
Faction: Agency
Age: 25
Race: Pyron
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall with dark scales, green eyes, and a long tail that is missing it tip. Usually has a slightly hunched posture which belied his true height.
Weapons: Steel axe and 6 throwing knives.
Skills: Very agile for his size. Relies far more on speed and reflexes over brute strength, very accurate with his knives.
Personality: Quiet and reserved, has a tendency to think things through before acting upon them. However, once he decides action is necessary, his indomitable will sees him through almost any situation.
History: At a young age, Valrassh was exiled from his tribe after attempting to challenge the warleader in single combat and being thoroughly routed and loosing the tip of his tail during the fight. After wandering the desert for a couple years he encountered a member of the agency who recruited him. He has since devoted his life to the group who gave him a home. (I am willing to expand more on this when I get a better feel for the setting)