Erion a avancé et a jeté son équipe dans la forêt enchantée... seulement pour voir les gens autour de lui changer de forme, en particulier une grande boule de fourrure jaune et... un grand radis. Il a froncé ça. Illusions... c'était plutôt ennuyeux à dire le moins. Erion avance, mais mes yeux s'illuminent légèrement alors que j'utilise ma magie nécromancie. Au lieu de cela, il se concentrait sur l'âme de mes partenaires, pour être sûr qu'il les reconnaîtrait. Une bonne chose à propos de la nécromance était que si vous vous concentriez, vous pouviez voir les choses un peu mieux, par exemple, en ce moment, il voyait une âme qui avait une coloration bleue à elle, et une autre avec une coloration jaune. Du moins... c'est ce qu'il voyait. D'autres nécromants pourraient voir les choses différemment, en fonction de leur force à l'art. Au fur et à mesure qu'il bougeait, il vit deux nouvelles... âmes, mais comme il les regardait normalement, il vit une grosse carotte et un morceau géant de... mouton? C'était des illusions bizarres. Juste alors, l'âme bleue qui était le radis a été attaquée par la pièce de mouton, seulement pour qu'il lance quelque chose utiliser un sort, mais manquer la frappe. Du côté d'Erion, il s'avance vers l'une des âmes, puis fait une coupe rapide à la chose, mes yeux s'illuminent alors que j'entends un gémissement de douleur ainsi que de voir la chose se précipiter sur lui. Il est vite revenu avant qu'il n'ait eu la chance de frapper sur lui, en essayant de se concentrer pour que ses grèves soient vraies.
"Les gars sérieux. Ces choses utilisent des illusions pour nous tromper. N'utilisez pas seulement vos yeux, utilisez vos autres sens ici. L'odeur pourrait être bonne." Il dit alors. Une des âmes... qui ressemblait à une fée en ce moment, a commencé à parler.
"Hé! Écoute! Ces créatures sont dangereuses! Soyez prudents! » le truc a dit. Au fond, Erion avait l'impression d'avoir un visage palmé, mais il ne savait pas pourquoi.
Name: Erion ‘Letendre’ Silverwind.
Nickname/Alias:
“Well… Some people that shun me cause of my magic call me Erion Foulwind… most just call me Erion when they get to know me.”
Race:
Vulpine, to be specific a white fox anthro
Gender:
Male
Age:
28
Additional Info
Personality:
“How to describe myself… I am usually calm and philosophical. The vision of evil, thinking about what the true meaning of good and evil. That kind of stuff. Also, I don’t really trust people that much, even anyone that would be related to me, cause of my past. Never know what someone would be behind their normal attitude, what kind of secret they keep from others. I usually think fast when it is needed.
I dislike going to hurt people for nothing. I am not the kind of person to just go and start a fight cause of opinions and such. Sure, I will defend myself, and possibly kill if it is needed, but you won’t see me attacking travellers for nothing on the road.
Although there is some things that will make me dislike someone. Laziness is one of those things. Someone that just stays there and doesn’t work, that let others do what he is supposed to do. This annoys me a lot. Another thing would be greed, specifically the type that makes you abuse of others.
Even though I am usually calm, it happens sometimes that things get…. Out of hand that I lose that calmness. But most people told me that my bark was louder than my bite… that is until I got my blade out and ready for battle…
One last thing I should note about myself…. Some people did end up… complaining about me talking to myself sometimes. That would be cause of some spirits that decided to keep fallowing me around after what I did in the past. Sure…. They do help me in battle when I need them, but sometimes it is just plain annoying.”
He stops for a moment, and then look to the side.
“You really think I will tell them about what happen to me in the past? Geez... You know how long that would take. No thank you.”
Appearance:
One thing to note with the image above is that on his sword arm, he has a scar on his hand and a small one over the top of his left eye.
Height:
5.6 feet
Weight:
126 lbs
Fight related
Magic:
Necromancy, although more specialised in the soul aspect then the rising the dead aspect.
Class:
“Well… this is a hard one… I think the term Soulblade would fit here”
Weapons/Items:
A longsword
 
A set of leather armor
Strengths:
-Quick senses and movement: He is quite fast in his reaction times, able to move out of the way of attacks that comes towards him.
-He is very dexterous with his sword, able to exploit weak spots.
Weaknesses:
-  Low resistance to physical attacks. Sure, he is able to take some hits, but he’s not hulk, he isn’t resistant. A good powerful hit in the chest that he doesn’t see coming can knock him out. He also refuses to wear heavy armor, preferring to be able to move quicker more than taking hits.
-  Physically, he is not that strong. He is more specialised in the balance between his magic and his sword technique.
Techniques:
He is a fighter that relies more at dexterous strikes more than brute strength. He relies more in the combination of spirit energy and pin point strikes to do his damage against his opponents, aiming a lot of time towards area’s to disarm or weaken ones abilities. He also uses accurate spirit blast when in a distance to weaken his opponents before going for his sword strikes. He uses his quick senses to react in fights, by either parrying strikes or dodge them
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