Le Capital, Elementia
Volke Arno
Arno regardait qu'ils étaient élevés vers un wagon, il était déjà monté sur des chariots pendant les marches. D'habitude, seules les troupes les plus blindées sont montées sur les chariots, pour sauver leur endurance. Bien sûr, ils étaient tristement célèbres pour avoir roulé des cercueils contre des embuscades ennemies. Mais Lady Oriel était mise sur le chariot, donc Arno a dû suivre. Les ouvriers du palais essayèrent de l'aider à monter dans le wagon, mais Arno les repoussa de lui, il put monter sur un wagon lui-même. Il s'est hissé sur le transport et a pris place à côté de Lady Oriel, et bientôt un homme âgé est venu courir par-dessus, portant étonnamment un coffre vers eux. Il donna le coffre à Oriel, et les deux mots échangés. Arno a étudié le visage des hommes et l'a consacré à la mémoire, à en juger par leur conversation, il l'a cachée de la couronne. Il devra le remercier plus tard.
Le chevalier de lumière siffla et un loup sauta sur le chariot, l'apparition soudaine d'un loup poussa Arno à mettre une main sur son warhammer, mais il ne le tira pas. Si un loup voulait les attaquer, il aurait sauté sur quelqu'un avec ses mâchoires dans le cou, pas sur le pont du wagon lui-même. Le loup lui-même était impressionnant, comme la plupart des loups l'étaient. En réponse, un oiseau de proie magique venait d'un autre bras de Chevaliers. Elle a dit son nom et c'est devenu un tatouage sur son bras. Celui avec le loup s'est présenté comme Leonidas et celui avec le faucon s'est présenté comme Alya Frei. Ensuite le Chevalier de l'Esprit s'est présenté, avec la grâce et les paroles pratiquées d'un noble. Arno connaissait son espèce, et espérait qu'il n'était pas comme la plupart de ses pairs. Le chevalier d'Arcane s'est présenté ensuite, disant qu'elle s'appelait Mira Bellwood tout en faisant un curtsy. D'habitude, les jeunes nobles ou les royaux le faisaient. Arno a vu que le suivant avait convoqué un renard de l'air mince. Arno s'est entendu après ça. Il soupira tout simplement, et ensevelit son visage dans sa main gauche, reposant son coude sur son genou. Est-ce qu'il a rejoint un cirque?
Alors que le dernier chevalier commençait à monter sur le wagon, il se déplaçait brusquement, faisant perdre l'emprise du dernier chevalier. Il est tombé, révélant sept flèches dans son dos. Arno a rapidement glissé ses casques sur sa tête et a détaché le bouclier de son dos. Leonidas s'est couvert la tête et a crié à tout le monde de se couvrir. Quelle couverture? Arno pensa, il saisit l'épaule de Lady Oriel de sa main droite et la tira vers le sol. Il se leva rapidement et leva son bouclier, debout entre sa Dame et l'arrivée des flèches. Une seconde plus tard, il se sentit et entendit une demi-douzaine de gourdins lourds sur son bouclier, et quelques coups éblouissants de ses poudrons et de son casque. Arno regarda derrière lui pour s'assurer que Lady Oriel était en sécurité. Il a crié : « Il faut sortir de cette embuscade! »
Name: Arno Folke
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Description: Arno is one of the shortest people in all the land, standing at 5 feet, 1 inch tall. Although he's lighter than most people who are taller than he is, he is incredibly strong for his height and weight. Over his body is a fair number of scars, mostly around his arms and legs, where enemies struck around his guard or where he was armored less. The most notable scar is a cut on his left cheek when he took a glancing blow from a warhammer to his helmet, which gouged a hole into the side of it. The jagged metal from the hole cut his cheek. Arno keeps his hair mid length and wild, keeping it away from his eyes with a piece of striped cloth. He also has a well kept short mustache and beard.
Knight Element: Earth
Familiar: Sapphira the Oread, Mountain Nymph.
Armor Style:  Mixed plate and mail armor . Over the years Arno has gathered the funds to purchase more and more armor, and not wanting to waste, he's bought armor that compliments his previous ones well. Over his normal pants and shirt he has a long aketon, a padded jacket made of quilted wool to be worn under armor plate. The aketon ends at his knees, with the lower half having riveted steel plates attached, essentially turning it into half of a coat of plates. Over the aketon he wears a mail hauberk. Over that is finally a milanese styled breastplate and asymmetrical pauldrons, the left pauldron being larger than the right and overlapping the breastplate. For his arms, Arno has acquired Gothic styled plate, the rerebrace for his upper arm, couter for his elbow joint, vambrace for forearm and gauntlets for his hands. For his legs he's only kept his Milanese style cuisses, selling his poleyn, greaves and sabatons in favor for much more comfortable leather boots with steel plates strapped to them. His most valuable piece of armor is his Maximilian gorget, a fully articulated piece of armor meant to protect his neck. On his head he wears a quilted arming cap, bascinet with a mail coif attached, tucked underneath the gorget, and topping it all off is a painted great helmet.
Signature Weapon: A shortened Lucerne hammer, called the Falcon's Talon. Arno also has an arming sword as a sidearm, a rondel dagger, both on his belt, and a sword-hilt dagger strapped to his right boot. Arno also has a heater shield painted white and red to match his helmet.
History:
At the age of 15, Arno left his village to become a soldier under the command of Aldebrand Schulz, a kindhearted and charismatic noble. He heard the call, and with a desire of adventure, he answered. He was given a spear, a poorly made wooden shield, and no armor. He was trained for a year before marching out with a group of recruits. The next several years were rough, as the youngest and smallest, Arno was bullied by his fellow soldiers when they weren't fighting, and when they were he was on the front lines in the middle of the battle standing and holding a formation against another formation. As Arno became more adept at combat, he fought against his bullies nearly killing one. He earned the nickname, the small demon, in his regiment. Arno spent his pay on armor and weapons, slowly becoming more armored, more skilled in fighting with and without weapons, overall becoming much deadlier and looking more like those noble and wealthy Knights and Lords that strutted around with their polished and shiny steel plate armor. The ones who looked down on the peasant troops and used them as meatshields in battle.
Ten years after he had joined the warband of Lord Aldebrand Schulz, Arno had been promoted from a peasant spearman to a foot knight who fought alongside wealthier troops who could afford their armor, or had been granted armor by someone else. By this time Arno wielded his Falcon's Talon, had plate steel, and his great helmet with the mouth of a demon painted on the visor. While traveling alongside an allied group, a nobleman insulted the honor of Lord Schulz's troops. Calling his foot knight group a group of poor thieving churls. Morale took a hit as nobody dared to say anything back, how could they? After all they were peasants, and the one insulting them was of noble blood. Until Arno blurted out that the noble was a cox comb fool who had no idea what real war felt like, judging by the shine of his spotless boots and well groomed horse. The noble was insulted and challenged Arno to a duel of honor, to which Arno agreed. It only took a few moments before Arno had parried the longsword of the nobleman and planted his warhammer into the chest of the nobleman, denting his breastplate severely and throwing him to the floor. While the incident was swept under the rug, the peasant-soldiers of Lord Aldebrand Schulz told the story about the little demon who defeated the stuck up nobleman to each other for years.
After the duel Arno had gained a bit of a reputation. He was given leadership of a group of soldiers by the Knight in charge of the section that Arno was in. Fifty soldiers, hand picked, armed to the teeth and armored from head to toe. They were called the Peasant Demons of Shulz by the other noblemen, a name they proudly accepted. The Peasant Demons were an elite group in Lord Aldebrand Schulz's warband, sent in from the flank to smash into the rear or side of the enemy army. Arno lead this group of elite soldiers for five years before he retired now 27 years old, a veteran soldier of countless battles, a master duelist, and an expert at war. That was two years ago, and now he lives in a small wooden house near a village, keeping his skills sharp and working as a hunter under an alias.


Changelog List
>1.1
>Fixed age discrepancy in History
>Added colors