Comment oser ce petit village-wench jeter ma gratitude, il a pensé comme il a fait son premier pas en avant. Comme il l'a fait il a regardé son animal se tenir entre lui et elle. Elle leva ses haunches vers lui et gronda de façon menaçante.
Il a entendu quelque chose s'écraser derrière lui et des voix se sont élevées. Il l'a ignoré.
"Parfait, je vais lui faire frire la ruche sauvage. Une leçon parfaite pour enseigner à ce paysan," son front sillonné plus loin dans un éblouissement moyen. Il a placé la tasse de bière sur la barre et a enlevé son gant en cuir qui a été revêtu à l'intérieur d'une sève d'arbre résistant à l'électricité. Avec le focus, il s'est concentré pour que le courant électrique de son corps s'intensifie. Il avait des répercussions épuisantes, mais Rouen était trop en colère pour s'en soucier. Une petite partie de lui pensait que c'était exagéré, mais il était trop épuisé pour ne pas être en colère.
"Ne croisez jamais un Fulgur, ou vous sentirez le tonnerre du ciel", pensait-il se souvenir de la devise de sa famille. De petites décharges statiques sont apparues entre les doigts de sa main non glissée.
Il allait faire un autre pas en avant quand un tourbillon de cheveux bruns et d'ailes apparurent devant lui.
Rouen a déplacé son éblouissement vers l'obstacle. Il s'est avéré qu'il s'agissait d'une fille ailée portant des lunettes épaisses. "Si elle pense qu'elle va aider son amie alors sh-," il a pensé quand elle a parlé.
"E-Excuse-moi M'Lord, je comprends que tu sois contrariée en ce moment, mais nous avons déjà eu quelques problèmes dans cette taverne aujourd'hui..." il a entendu. Elle respira profondément et continua : « Commencer un combat ne ferait aucun bien en ce moment, et je suis sûr qu'un homme de stature serait capable de mettre toute transgression qui s'est abattue entre vous et Mlle Kat derrière vous pour le bien du public. Je suis désolé si je sors un peu impoli et que je mets mon nez là où il n'appartient pas, mais actuellement cette Taverne est ma maison et je voudrais que rien d'autre ne se produise dans elle aujourd'hui."
Il était hors de cause par ses maniérismes. Son plaidoyer a atteint la partie de lui qui se souvenait des vœux qu'il a pris en acceptant son poste. L'éblouissement sur son visage se replia doucement dans l'expression réfléchie. Le courant électrique qui se tisse dans et autour de son corps s'éclaircit en néant. Épuisement dû à l'effort et au manque d'énergie.
"Très bien, petite dame. Je dois vous remercier d'avoir rappelé mon poste. Après toutes les manières font de l'homme », a-t-il dit en la regardant. "Je ne causerai plus d'ennuis dans votre demeure, passez une bonne journée."
Il s'est retourné et a vu ce qui a causé le bruit de tout à l'heure. L'étrange fay aux oreilles de renard semblait avoir trébuché et fait le bordel du bar et d'un vieux patron. L'aubergiste aux cheveux blancs semblait faire de son mieux pour nettoyer.
"Oh mon cher je devrais aider" pensa-t-il et marcha vers le patron âgé et le fay aux oreilles de renard.
"Avez-vous besoin d'aide?" Il leur a demandé.
Name: Rouen Fulgur
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Occupation: Knight of a Dukedom

Personality/Interests
Rouen is reputed as one of the best knights of the Duke’s court. Soft-tempered but willing to stand up for himself, he also seems to be the only one who takes his knightly duties seriously compared to his comrades who are content with carousing with the local nobles and courtiers. He is diligent and quests on a daily basis seeking to cure the ills that trouble the local villages, often involving some “monster”.
Rouen is a prideful individual and is prone to getting defensive. He is a strong believer of personal merit and responsibility. With the number of accomplishments and accolades awarded to him it is no surprise that he thinks a little big of himself. He is deeply proud of being human. Human Civilization to him represents the pinnacle of civilization, and believes that it'a rigid orderly social structure is a gift that all races must accept, whether through force or coercion.
He is also critical of others and has no issues with actively calling them out if he believes they are in the wrong. As a proponent for human civilization, this includes vagabonds, beggars, and squatters. Rouen believes that social order is built by individual work and effort for the collective good, so he thinks people who do nothing but louse around are parasites.
Rouen is what you could call a field soldier. He is focused on the battlefield and diligently trains to maintain his swordsmanship and fighting skills. However, off the battlefield he can be lazy, especially with mundane but still-important tasks such as cooking, cleaning one’s room, or keeping track of personal items. He believes that such tasks are for those beneath his station.
Interest: Rouen has sought and received royal permission to find and understand how to defeat the Remnants, one of which have been plagueing the Duke's land. With a lone horse and his messily assembled pack he has followed a trail of rumors and gossip leading him to the Blue Moon Tavern.
Appearance Details
Body Build: Bulky and muscled, but the muscles themselves aren’t heavily defined. (You won’t see six-pack abs)
Hair: Brown and disheveled above his shoulders
Skin Color: Tan
Eye/Iris Color: Emerald
Height: 6’4
Weight: 200lb
Notable Features: A massive steel shoulderplate on his right side that doubles as a shield and a makeshift ram. His left arm is heavily scarred from an encounter with a remnant. He also maintains a very roughly-groomed mustache.
Clothing Description
Rouen wears a traveler’s garb made of a combination of wool, cotton, and leather clothing.
Hands: Brown Leather Gloves
Torso: A leather jerkin. He also wears a massive metal steel shoulderplate on his right side. Underneath he wears a wool shirt and a white cotton undershirt.
Waist: A belt with several pouches full of painkilling tonic in metal bottles
Legs: Brown Wool Pants
Feet: Black Leather boots
Weapon
A massive steel greatsword that is four feet long
Powers
Like all members of the Fulgur dynasty, Rouen has inherited their unique trait of being able to generate a strong electric current through their bodies. Where and how this trait has exactly come from is unknown, but some of the more zealous members of his family believe it to be a gift from the Sky God. With practice he has been to control it so that he can just focus a current from his hand and through his sword. This means each of his sword strikes not only delivers a punishing physical blow, but they give the recipient a large dose of electricity. Many foes have parried or blocked Rouen’s blade only to be literally shocked and subsequently paralyzed by the impact.
Abilities
The physical training of a Knight and his tall stature means Rouen has much greater strength than the average human.
Talents
Hack and Slash Swordsmanship, knows how to read and write in the common language, capable of basic fieldcraft
Magic
Rouen has no magical training

Sessamaru
I wonder what race he hails from.
Historia Servante
A winged human, she would do well with the right upbringing. And education.
Saha Thulaja Era
I’ve heard tales of the mer. Savage Snake-like folk guised as humans that thrive in the seas. My eyes only confirm what the tales speak.
Katelia
An example of what happens with the wrong rearing and upbringing.
Julio
A winged fay? Maybe he is less savage than his grounded kin.
Azzrix
Ugh, talking vermin. Hope he doesn’t carry the plague.
Margaret von Eisenberg
A Northman. I wonder where and how did she master the arts of the fay?
Naida Marcoon
An exemplar of what the other races should strive for. Civilized and serves good drink to boot.
Drubbins
His strength could be used for greater purposes than monetary gain.
Mysaren-Fairy
Stealing and Sacrilege, this one will be brought to heel
Tahira Raske
Another mystic and practitioner. I only wonder how she could afford such exotic clothes.
Rimau-Ekoy-Timau-Dasku
Disgusting creature, yet I could see a use for him in the city. Maybe Dredgework?
Claire Alexandria
She looks good with the blade. The army could use her skills.
Viggo Malmsteem
I should invite him to the Dukedom. He would be an excellent entertainer for the court.
Felan the Wolf
Feh, another sheepherder.