Varric a ri, bien qu'il ait remarqué que Guin devenait un peu plus embarrassé qu'il ne l'espérait. Il a décidé qu'il était temps d'arrêter de déconner, pour son bien et celui d'Alixanna. Il HAD pour aider son ami guerrier à surmonter son ridicule embarras un certain temps. Il ne savait pas comment faire.
Je l'aurais baisée, mais je ne sais pas si elle voudrait coucher avec quelqu'un. Ce qui est presque dommage, vu combien elle est belle.
Oh, et bien. Il penserait à quelque chose. Ou pas. Après tout, c'était amusant de voir comment elle a réagi au sexe. Elle était comme une innocente de 6 ans. Varric était sûre qu'en l'embrassant, elle mourrait d'une grave hémorragie cérébrale.
"Varric, tu es si mort."
C'est de la varicelle. Elle ne lui ferait jamais de mal. Elle était trop gentille et héroïque et elle l'aimait trop (un fait qu'il a abusé). Mais elle ferait bien de le récupérer plus tard. Il ne serait même pas en colère.
"C'est parce que je suis plus jolie que toi?" Varric a dit, poussant, avant que les pétales de fleurs flattaient sur lui et il est retourné à sa forme réelle.
Varric a ensuite vu Aldric commencer à s'éloigner, suivant les pistes.
"Il ne vient pas avec nous."
L'expression faciale de Varric est devenue un mélange de choc et de « chiot kicked ». Il clignait, puis souriait un peu pendant que Guin se précipitait pour le défendre.
-- Maintenant, Aldric, n'es-tu pas censé être un professionnel? Varric a dit : « Grâce à nos compétences combinées, nous avons la meilleure chance de trouver Alixanna. Et je m'inquiète pour elle, même si je peux encore faire une blague et rire un peu avec une bonne amie. Voudriez-vous la mettre plus en danger simplement parce que vous ne m'aimez pas? »
Varric a suivi, mettant en avant un cas convaincant.
"Si ça vous aide, je serai tranquille, et simplement utiliser ma magie pour vous aider à suivre. Vous remarquerez que mon affinité est avec la nature, surtout le vent. J'ai appris il y a longtemps comment utiliser le vent pour suivre les sentiers de parfum. Je suis aussi bon qu'un des chiens de ton père, et un peu plus adorable », a dit Varric.
Bien sûr, il n'avait pas prévu de se taire. Ce serait de la folie. C'était une merveille qu'il n'ait pas encore commencé à chanter.
En fait, il était presque sur le point de le faire.
Name: Aldric Eleros
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Personality: Aldric is a sort of lone wolf, something he gets from his father, he prefers the solitude that hunting provides instead of any sort of camaraderie with others. He is a very responsible young man,
taking his perceived duty of guarding the Vale very seriously, serious enough that he trains every single day.
Aldric is a perfectionist in every thing he does, as such, he is very critical of himself and his actions, particularly how his actions, or rather his mistakes affect the village or those few people he cares about.
His general disposition is stoic, keeping to himself and observing. Social situations tend to see him standing to the side watching, however if you corner him for conversation you'll find he's a very well spoken man.
Most of the young men in the village resent Aldric for being so hardworking and useful while they prefer to flirt with girls or horse around. Aldric himself never took much pleasure in the horsing around bit, not unless that involved training for combat or hunting exercises. As for the flirting bit, there's something about saying crude things or acting vulgar towards really any human that just doesn't sit well with the young man.
Bio: Ever since Aldric was a young boy he showed great independence. In fact amongst all the kids his age he was the first to start walking, however he was the last to start talking. If only his parents knew how much that would tell about his personality as an adult.
From the age of 7 Aldric accompanied his father, Farrest on his trips to gather herbs, learning to identify most plants on sight. As he grew older and older he went with his father on more trips, he killed his first deer at age 10 on one such trip. However never was he allowed to go with his father to hunt the wild boar or the stray wolves who got to close to the village.
Aldric has a good relationship with his mother Marianne, while they don't share as much as he and his father they're still family, a fact that Aldric takes very seriously. That and his father treats his mother like a queen, a trait that Aldric has adopted from childhood and has always been the obedient son.
As he's grown older, Aldric has assumed more and more of his father's mantle, hunting for the poor of the village, gathering herbs for the Doctor, and recently he's been trusted to hunt feral beasts and ward off the bandits in the region.
Weapon: A longbow Aldric carved himself a few years ago. Well made and stout it's seen many hunts and has remained reliable. He has a custom made sword, it's a hand and half longsword with the likeness of a wolf on it's pommel.



Skills: Aldric is a very capable outdoors-man, tracking, gathering, and of course hunting, come as naturally to him as breathing. An equally capable archer, Hunter's skills with a bow rival his father's. Hunter practices with his sword as often as possible making him a formidable combatant.