Il faudrait faire mieux que ça pour ne pas se faire écraser les deux côtés. Le garde s'empoignait fermement de sa lance alors qu'il dirigeait soigneusement son point vers Félix.
"La façon dont je le vois, vous débarquerez sur le pauvre ol' sod et vous finirez avec vos tripes sur ce bâton. Rendez-vous. Tu es surpassé en nombre."
L'agitation a continué à attirer l'attention. Un vieil homme qui avait tranquillement écarté les gardes s'est rapidement dirigé vers la pièce où Kathy avait été emprisonné. Il remarqua que la porte avait été laissée ouverte et la laissa s'ouvrir doucement avec une poussée de sa paume. Dès qu'il a aperçu les deux personnes à l'intérieur, il les a averties de se tenir à terre et de se tenir à terre. "Faites ce que je dis; suivez-moi. Ce n'est pas encore le moment de poser des questions. » Il avait espéré que Kathy reconnaîtrait sa tenue.
Name: Sir Yaun (Pron. 'Jon') Coltzfield
Gender: Male
Age/Birthdate: 48 (3rd of March, 433 AL)
Appearance/Description:

Background/Personality:
A veteran who served in King Alphin's Royal Military Service, knighted for his dedication in serving to the whims of the crown. He was moved to a rural area near the mountains where he could spend the rest of his service in relative harmony with the local lord, Stefan. He wasn't too fond of the man, often seeing him as a man who was full of himself. It became worse when news of King Alphin's death had reached the manor and Stefan had begun scheming in order to claim the throne for himself. There wasn't much that a veteran could do in this instant, especially with a boot licking dog who is Ganford-- Captain of the Mansion's Guardsmen.
There came a day where bandits had raided the manor and Yaun came to the aid of the innocent people who were either slaughtered or robbed from their riches. Ganford didn't send help. The guards whos duty was to keep the peace at the town was killed and Yaun was forced to hikd the bandits on his own where he found himself cornered. The result of this encounter was a severed arm and a shameful retreat back to the barracks in order to have his wounds treated. Only then did Ganford sent reinforcements.
He attempted to claim comoensation for his disability which was rudely dishonoured by Stefan. Embittered and resentful, he continued to pursue this comoensation until he awaits a day where he could turn his back on the Lord and serve a new master.
Class: Sword Knight