Vincent sentit le chariot tomber en regardant la pierre de l'âme rose. Il s'est rendu compte que son équipement rapide plus tôt était en fait les faits. C'était une âme. "Huh..." Son esprit errait à ce qu'il pouvait faire de la pierre. Il a ensuite gagné en interne maintenant en souhaitant qu'il ait fait une meilleure attention dans les leçons de Père. Il regarda autour des statues de pierre tout autour de la région. Il pensait que c'était un gaspillage pour tant de pouvoir d'être laissé derrière, mais avec la venue du Grit il n'y avait pas beaucoup de temps pour saisir quelque chose de plus que ce qui était dans sa main.
Vincent a empoché la pierre et, comme il l'a entendu, il a entendu un coup fort, faisant tomber le chariot un peu plus et il s'est pris du mieux qu'il pouvait. Il a levé les yeux en entendant le son et a vu toutes sortes de créatures grimper au-dessus du mur. Il s'est un peu dégonflé. Tellement pour construire un mur. Peut-être que la Reine aurait dû construire un toit avec le ciel peint sur le plafond. Aucun mur ne pouvait rien contre les bêtes qui pouvaient les escalader sans problèmes.
Vincent n'a pas pensé, il a agi. Il a attrapé le bras de Kat et l'a regardée dans les yeux cool. "Allez." Il s'est dirigé vers la porte non ouverte juste à l'atterrissage. Il n'était pas sûr à cent pour cent que c'était une sortie, mais n'importe où était mieux que de se tenir devant un poinçon. Alors qu'il était reconnaissant pour tout ce qui a détruit la ville, Vincent ne voulait pas que tout le monde meurt. Il a tenté d'ouvrir la porte en priant pour qu'elle soit déverrouillée.
NAME: Vincent David DeMoore
ABSTRACT: Cocky Teen with a Perfect Memory and Way too much Energy
DETAIL: Born to an old family of Rune Mages, Vincent is the heir to the family's legacy. He grew up without a want for anything on the family estate. He was an only child and got all the affection from his parents and grandparents. Because of this he grew up believing that he was the best thing in the world. Very quickly he learned that he never forgot anything he saw or heard and decided to make us of this talent the best he could.
On his sixteenth birthday as per family tradition his father created a magic item for Vincent: a writing implement that can write on anything. His father then donated the item he received from his father as was family tradition for the use of those that need it. His father then told him that there were always those less fortunate than themselves and had a responsibility to help those that needed it. Vincent didn't say anything, but he felt like he only had a need to take care of himself and that others were totally able to take care of themselves. He began his training as a rune mage the next day.
He only halfheartedly committed himself to learning as he could passively pay attention and memorize. Even so he ended up discovering that the entire theory and practice behind rune magics were extraordinarily difficult. His father eventually realized Vincent's lack of spirit about learning rune magic and on the eve of his 17th birthday, Vincent was sent to the Wall in an attempt to awe the boy into a change of heart. Little did his father know that this would be the last time they'd see each other.
MAGICAL INVENTORY: Vincent has a few sigils properly memorized and a single magical item created through rune magic gifted to him by his father.
He knows a sigil that creates a cup of water if drawn on an object that could be used as a container for water.
He knows a sigil that tells true north when used.
He knows a sigil that can stop bleeding, but isn't strong enough to actually heal a wound. It needs to make contact with the injured part of the body at some point or it will not work.
The magical item is a stylus styled pen that draws out white ink and can be used on any object. This item holds a piece of Vincent's father's soul and is very dear to the young man. The ink glows in the dark. It is a pen however, therefor mistakes are very much permanent until the ink wears out.