Rand, écoutant Gnarl pendant qu'il donnait ses ordres et partait, il regarda l'autre rassemblé autour et pensa à combien difficile, il allait être de parler avec ces villageois avec le sauvage Atl tandis que les hommes choix de vêtements, rendaient le chevalier un peu mal à l'aise. Il ne voudrait personne d'autre à ses côtés dans la bataille, se déplaçant à travers la foule rassemblée de ses compagnons au besoin. Il est revenu à travers la caserne, ignorant l'aide que les esclaves lui ont offerte alors qu'il a saisi son Glaive et déverrouillé le sac Burlap attaché autour de la lame. En lui donnant quelques coups de couteau et de coupe, il a quitté la caserne.
En entrant dans l'écurie, il a saisi la selle Steppers du crochet et selle le cheval de guerre qui semblait nourrir de l'excitation de ses maîtres, tout le temps secouant la tête et ronflant ainsi que d'estamper ses sabots. "Hold sur mon pote, je ne peux pas vous faire seller avec vous se déplaçant tellement autour." Il a dit au cheval de mettre une main rassurante sur son cou, finalement la bête s'est calmée assez pour être selled et conduire hors de l'écurie. Le cheval était impatient de sortir et environ, cela avait été un certain temps depuis que Knight et cheval étaient allés en balade. Rand pourrait sentir que c'est de l'impatience, et il faut qu'il reparte sur le champ de bataille.
Le cheval n'a pas beaucoup réagi à l'escalade du chevalier dans la selle, il était habitué à être dans l'armure lourde, donc il se sentait probablement aussi léger qu'une plume à la bête. Cliquer deux fois sur sa langue a fait avancer le cheval, et à l'extérieur des portes suivant le reste de son groupe, il s'est tiré à côté de Wren mais ne lui a rien dit, il semblait que le chat avait pris sa langue, mais il a dit quelque chose à Joachim après sa longue explication ventée de la terre. "Est-ce que tu es devenu un érudit, quand nous avons tourné le dos à Joachim?" Il a plaisanté, il n'a pas haï cet homme. Il était juste avec une lame et avait une bonne tête sur ses épaules, quand il n'allait pas sur des tangents comme ça. Alors Wren est parti, et Rand a vu pourquoi. "Mon Dieu." Il murmura, et s'enfuit après elle.
Stepper a filé après Wren en tapant des cailloux de terre et de boue, comme il a continué avec la fille. Rand retira les règnes alors qu'il s'approchait du bord de la ville, il entendit les cris en cours, Stepper épingla et secoua la tête impatiente d'entrer dans l'épaisseur de celle-ci. Mais Rand a tenu le cheval stable alors qu'il attendait le reste de son groupe se préparant pour une charge il s'est assuré que son épée était à portée de main et son Glaive était prêt, puis il s'est enroulé son visage devenant comme un mur de pierre, à la fois chevalier et pied étaient prêts pour la bataille.
Rand Sorren
"To hell and back I will serve my queen."
Full name: Sir Rand Therron Sorren
Titles: Sir Rand, Rand the Bloodied, Rand the traitor, And The knight of the farm. (A nod to his village roots, he wasn't actually a farmer.)
Rank: Boar
Age:28
Gender:Male
Appearance:   
  
Personality:Rand is almost fanatically loyal to his lord or lady even until the death. But in his mind the people come first down from the lowliest peasant to the very top, as a knight he believes in honor and will not fight an unarmed opponent or kill prisoners and most of all he will not harm the innocent. But with this said he is not above challenging those who hurt the innocent to battle, Rand is kind to people. Even when things are the darkest he finds good in it, But he seems to avoid talking with his fellow soldiers not seeing them as true knights.
History: Rand was born in a small village in a distant kingdom, the son of a inn keeper and his wife. For the most part rand had for the most part a good early child hood, at age thirteen he was to be apprenticed to the blacksmith. But instead war with a neighboring kingdom brought the army through the village who recruited everybody 12 and older who didn't have a job to do, that meant almost every child 12 and up was conscripted to fight and some of the drifters around town as well.
The army when they weren't marching taught Rand skills he would need to survive, which was essentially the 'pointy end goes in the enemy.' His first battle was a siege that ended in 3 months, He remembers the catapults launching flaming rocks covered in pitch that lit up the night, and arrows that came down like a deadly rain. His orders were to storm the walls. When they set up the ladders Rand was the first one on the walls and he fought ferociously, he couldn't explain it but he just seemed a natural with a sword.
After the battle Rand was noticed by a knight and was squired to him. First came education, books and tactics were thrown at the boy, then came the sword and spear, the horse and shield. He took to these lessons almost instantly, his hunger to learn only matched by his hunger to serve the knight he was squired to and the king of his realm. He was knighted at age 18, given lands and serfs and told to serve his king. He did but as the old king died and his son took the throne things changed, the new king demanded outrageous taxes from the lower class, executed anyone who neighsayed, and ignored the plight of the lower class.
When Rand spoke up about this to the king, he was brought to the dungeons and branded just above the heart so he knew he was owned heart and soul. Then he was left to rot, but as the lower class rose in revolution, Rand was let out as long as he served his lord willingly. So he did, he did things he wasn't proud of he put whole towns to the sword, burned families in their homes, and sent people to the gallows. He saw himself as no better than any other killer.
Eventually he was told to return to the castle, that's when he did it. He was so angry with the king and with himself that he didn't care if he was killed there on the spot. He drew his blade and took the kings head. Then he fled the castle by horse back, as far away as possible. That's where he found the queens guard and seeing as he was already a knight and his skills were desirable he was taken in as their newest recruit.
Skills: Rand is a master of the blade to the point that it seems to be an extension of his hand, he is great on horseback and with a lance or spear, he is also well learned in tactics and other areas of study.
Dreams and fears: Rand dreams of being able to settle and live out his life on a peice of land, he often fears if he is becoming evil or corrupted due to what he's done in the past, its also a subject of nighmares for him
Favored equipment: Heavy plate armor,sword, Glaive, and horse
  The heron is the symbol of Rand's now defunct house 
  The words "All war is the same" Is scratched into the wood of the glave 
  
Extra:   He has a black warhorse named 'Stepper' with him who he cares for like a member of his family, somewhere along the way he learned to play the flute and has since mastered it, Rand is also great with kids and surprisingly gentle for a knight.