La marche jusqu'à la salle du conseil avait été familière à Gideon. C'était un qu'il avait pris plusieurs fois dans sa carrière de dragon, répondant à des actes douteux qu'il avait commis tout au long de sa vie. Bien sûr, il a été généralement trouvé innocent, sinon déplaisant par la plupart. Malgré ce que d'autres pensent de lui, Gideon n'avait pas vraiment ressenti d'hostilité envers eux. Après tout, ils étaient ses compatriotes et c'est là que ses loyautés ont menti. Lysander avait choisi de creuser autour plutôt que de suivre Gideon dans la montagne, et aucun n'avait de problème avec ce choix. Une fois à l'intérieur de la zone caverneuse, Gideon s'est senti plus à la maison qu'en plein air - un effet secondaire d'être lié à Lysander pendant si longtemps.
Gideon marchait droit, faisant avancer sa stature géante, et se déplaçait avec un sens de l'autorité. Son manteau noir traînait légèrement sur le sol en pierre et son capot repose sur sa tête, jetant une ombre sur son visage. Ses bottes ont fait très peu de bruit malgré tout le poids qu'elles supportaient et la démarche de Gideon est restée stable et rythmique. Il n'avait aucun doute qu'il était déjà en retard, mais le bourdonnement familier dans sa tête d'origine de sa peau d'eau a rejeté la plupart de ses soucis. Anara, tout au plus, serait légèrement contrarié par son arrivée moins que ponctuelle et au mieux apprécierait sa présence dans son équipe. Alors qu'il s'approchait de la porte, il laissa tomber son capot et prit un autre verre dans sa poche.
Quand la porte s'est ouverte, Gideon a maintenu ce qu'il pensait être une expression neutre, mais ce que d'autres décriraient comme un canular ennuyé. Il a rapidement compté sept autres et reconnu les caractéristiques durcies d'Anara. De toute évidence, ils avaient déjà commencé à discuter de la question à l'étude, mais son entrée aurait attiré l'attention de certains d'entre eux néanmoins. Il a hurlé vers Anara après ce qu'il pensait faire un contact visuel et est allé s'asseoir dans une chaise inoccupée. Gideon s'appuya sur sa warhammer contre le côté de son siège et s'assit tout aussi droit que sa position et affronta les autres membres.
Une dernière pensée a traversé l'esprit de Gideon : pourquoi tout le monde est si jeune?
Gideon Rorvik
Rider of Lynsander
APPEARANCE—

AGE—
42
Bonded for 27 years
GENDER—
Male
HISTORY—
The monotonous life of a miner had bored Gideon and his 7 older brothers since he could ever remember. Even his father would regularly express his distaste for mining, but it put food on the table and they never really had anything significant to complain about. The dull days and the boys' limbs were broken by organized fights between themselves and anyone who had a thirst for violence. These bouts were only encouraged by their generally drunk father and the constant ass kickings Gideon took ignited his interest in combat and desire to improve. When he wasn't eating, sleeping, or working, Gideon was training with whoever was willing; whether it was his brothers, his dad, or even complete strangers looking for a fight.
This pattern continued until his 13th birthday when he was finally eligible to train as a dragon rider. At this point in time, he had regularly beat his brothers in their who-is-manlier contests whether it be through a knock out or causing the "Uncle!" to spill from their mouths. Gideon thouroughly believed he was a shoe in for a bond and begin his new life as a dragon rider. This belief was only solidifed when he was taken as a potential rider and had waited to see if there were any bonds between him and the delver clutch. You can imagine the immense devastation he'd felt when, despite all of his training, a dragon still hadn't chosen him. He'd been selected as a potential rider for every clutch in the following 2 years and had experienced the same disappointment every time until he turned 15.
The training he experienced with his newly found Delver friend was nothing Gideon couldn't handle. He mainly focused on fighting in collaboration with his dragon and thus excelled in that area. Their excellent coordination and communication was a spectacle to watch and Gideon could not be more content with his life. Because of his constant training, Gideon grew into quite a freakishly large man as he matured. It was through his great strength that Gideon elected to don a Warhammer towards the end of his training.
Post training, Gideon was well aware of him and Lysander's prowess on the battlefield and aptly took on jobs as bodyguards and the occasional bounty hunter. As he took on more and more assignments, his reputation as a talented fighter began and Gideon became satisfied with how his life had turned out.
Through his happiness and quite a bit of self-introspection, he attested everything he had to his homeland of Caerel and developed a very strong sense of loyalty towards his nation. This is why, when the drought had come, Gideon fiercly accepted the opportunity to give back to his homeland.
PERSONALITY—
Generally gruff in nature, Gideon is usually well meaning despite his seemingly annoyed disposition. It may just come with being old. Also, he drinks a lot, so be ready.
He's very headstrong and doesn't hesitate to resort to his hammer to solve his problems.
TALENTS/SKILLS—
Fighting Prowess - Gideon is renknowned as a skilled fighter throughout Caerel because of his adaptability and extensive knowledge in combat situations
Increased Physical Abilites - Gideon possesses incredible strength and is a giant of a man due to his excessive training and moves deceptively quick despite his large stature
Seasoned Rider - Gideon's abilites as a dragon rider is comparable to the top dragon riders of Caerel and can flawlessly coordinate with his Delver
FLAWS/WEAKNESSES—
Asshole - Gideon sucks as a social human being and causes problems when working with people. He also may project his insecurites onto others.
Drunk - Gideon inherited his father's appetite for drinking as well as developed his own desire for the drink. A plus side is he becomes somewhat likeable when under the influence
Limited Knowledge - Gideon's expertise ends at the edge of the field of battle
EXTRAS—
He keeps a waterskin full of whatever alcoholic beverage he can find on his person
He has tribal tattoos that line his torso (see appearance)
Gideon prefers to not wear clothes on his upper body to show off his tattoos and rockin' bod. (I told you he was an asshole).
He bites the insides of his cheeks when he's stressed.
He finds freckles endearing

NAME—
Lysander
GENDER—
Male
BREED—
Delver
APPEARANCE—
Lysander can generally be described as an albino with pale scales and piercing red eyes. Clear glasslike crystals line his joints.
PERSONALITY—
Just as reckless and aggressive as Gideon.
EXTRAS—
He loves to fly despite the limited time he can manage it.
He refers to Gideon as "Lisa" in his mind. Even he doesn't know why.