Ethan a fait un pas en arrière alors que Florence se lançait dans la voiture. Il s'est tourné vers la femme avec le câble. Il a hurlé et a marché sur le bord, lui donnant le moteur. Elle a hurlé à l'Afirm qu'elle avait une bonne prise sur elle, et il a laissé aller. Ethan fut alors approché de nouveau par le vieil homme, qui avait besoin de son aide pour descendre la voiture. Il a encore hurlé. S'il en faisait beaucoup plus, sa tête s'envolerait. Ethan a croisé le frein et l'a pris dans les deux mains. Il avait conduit beaucoup de choses, mais un vieux chariot était nouveau pour lui. Il a pressé le levier et l'a un peu arraché. Le chariot a commencé à tomber, très lentement.
Ethan s'est impatient et l'a déplacé plus loin, et le chariot est tombé, faisant peur à tout le monde. Ethan a raccroché le levier et s'est arrêté. "Désolé tout le monde, c'est ma première fois" a-t-il dit, souriant. Il l'a déplacé à une position médiane et ils ont baissé à droite au niveau avec l'étage suivant. Il a arrêté la voiture. "Ceci s'arrête, infirmerie et sans doute pas certaine mort!"
NAME: Ethan Morrfield
ABSTRACT: Treasure Hunter and Stark Raving Mad Adventurer
DETAIL: Ethan is a born and raised lowlife, thief, scoundrel, and charmer. An on and off fugitive, he has yet to be caught (until our story that is), and is a world class expert at avoiding the law. There are, of course, perks to being such a man. Ethan has a great stash of valuables, but not the kind you sell for money. Objects enchanted with runes, rare sigils, mysterious objects from a lost time or beyond the wall. Ethan doesn't just collect treasure, he uses it. Ethan is not exactly proficient at making friends, and has vastly more enemies, some of them above the law, others...not so much. What he is good at is quick wits, women, and when it comes to it, fighting. Then again, why fight when you can just talk your way out.
MAGICAL INVENTORY: Ethan carries 5 sigils of varying strength, and has committed one other to memory. One which creates a loud sound 20 feet in the direction directed; two for varying strengths of passing short distances through solid objects; one to unlock nearly any lock; one to trip a target focused on; and the last to allow Ethan to jump to the nearest point outdoors. Ethan has only one enchanted object on his person that he finds useful, though he has a few others in his home, which he rarely uses as he finds their enchantments worthless or odd. His pistol, a relatively average lazer pistol with no fancy sightings or attachments, is enchanted to never miss, as long as he is focused on his target, it is still under the restrictions of ammo, overheating, and breaking. The runes trace along the handle of the pistol. Ethan, despite technically being a debtor, has managed to hide the pistol from the original guards who sent him up, and so much equipment is smuggled to the top that nobody looks twice when he takes it out.