Alors que le chaos éclatait et que la bataille commençait, Krios se retrouvait sans caractère en se retirant des lignes de front. Normalement, il aurait été le premier à plonger dans (bien, si Garlenn ne l'avait pas battu) mais dans ce cas, il a décidé que couvrir Shok était la meilleure décision. Même avec le mur d'Aseema, Krios ne pouvait pas s'empêcher de penser que le guérisseur et la prime du groupe étaient peut-être un peu exposés à l'ennemi mage et arbalètes. Il s'est rapidement emparé latéralement de son bouclier, en prenant quelques boulons de braquage lors de son repositionnement. Lorsqu'un boulon errant a manqué de près le géant gris, il n'a fait que confirmer ses préoccupations. Quand il était à environ un mètre du Tal-Vashoth, il prit un genou pour mieux se protéger, la grande masse de bois obscurcissant la plupart de son corps.
"Je t'ai pris le dos, concentre-toi sur notre nouvel ami ici!" Krios a crié, regardant en arrière vers son camarade. Cependant, les démêlés incohérents de Shok affirmaient clairement qu'il le faisait déjà.
Le guerrier regarda la bataille de derrière son bouclier, son oeil gauche se baladant légèrement autour de la jante en bois. Le mage ennemi semblait avoir été abattu, tout comme quelques autres coureurs. Et maintenant leur elfe avait limité les mouvements des autres. Bien qu'il semble que leur petit groupe ait rapidement gagné le dessus, Krios a gardé sa position. Si quelque chose allait complètement mal, alors au moins il pourrait planter sa hache dans le crâne du cavalier tombé et voler les chasseurs de leur prime. Pour tout ce qu'ils savaient, un autre groupe de coureurs pourrait être juste au-dessus de l'horizon, ou le mage abattu pourrait se transformer en quelque abomination. Mieux vaut le jouer en toute sécurité et ne pas céder à l'excès de confiance.
Art by BEmmaa (I think)
 Krios Ar Tae O Darkhold 
Male | 36 | Avvar
Basic Info
Birthplace 
 Frostback Mountains 
Appearance 
Krios stands at around 6ft1 and is of a hefty build, both naturally and as a result of physical fitness. As someone who has spent his entire life fighting either the elements or other living things, he has grown to appreciate the need to keep healthy and thus boasts an impressively toned body. Though even a child can kill a bear if they strike in the right places. His dark brown hair is long and relatively messy, which alongside his grown-out beard gives him a rather bestial appearance. Whilst his hair hides his large rugged jaw and smooths out some of his features, his gloomy ebony eyes give off a ‘don’t fuck with me vibe’. His body has the odd scar here and there, but nothing overally dramatic or noticeable.
Background 
 Krios was born to Darkhold, an Avvar clan in the Frostback Mountains. He was the eldest of two brothers, his younger brother being Rex. His mother was Tae, the clan’s Shaman, and his father was a warrior named Tuborg.
Growing up Krios was trained how to survive the harsh mountain environment and like most of the boys trained to fight as often as he could. Due to his mother being the Shaman he also witnessed all manner or rituals and magic, but did not seem to have much in the way of magical ability himself (not that he minded). As soon as he was able he began joining the hunting parties and over the years honed his survival instincts and learnt how to fight against wild beasts, rivals/bandits, and the odd darkspawn.
When he was in his late twenties his mother passed, prompting him and his brother to go on a pilgrimage to one of the ranges tallest peaks. They had been told by their mother that it was where the Great Bear Sigfrost (their patron God) sat and that on her passing they should go to him for wisdom. The two travelled for weeks and on many occasions came close to death, be it from malnutrition, the elements or threats. When at last they reached the peak, or what they thought was the right peak, Krios passed out and entered the Fade. Worried for his brother, Rex dragged Krios into a cave and wrapped him in furs before setting off towards what he though was shouting in the distance.
In the fade Krios came face to face with Sigfrost (or at least a being claiming to be Sigfrost) and took the opportunity to challenge him for knowledge. He was successful and was rewarded with mystical energies that he didn’t fully understand. Upon waking he followed his brother’s markings a fair distance, surprised that he had been left alone and unaware of how much time had passed. After about an hour he came across a cave and found signs of battle. To his horror he found a couple of darkspawn corpses and his brother’s bow and quiver.
For days Krios, still fatigued from the pilgramige, desperately tracked the small group of darkspawn down the mountains and into the Korcari Wilds. When he eventually caught up to them he was devastated to find that all that remained of his brother were odd scraps and limbs, that they had been using him to feed their bereskarn. In a bloodlust fuelled rage Krios charged into battle and begun butchering them all. It was only by virtue of his new abilities that he was able to defeat them, and only then barely.
Filled with shame for failing to protect his brother, Krios could not bear to return to his tribe and instead set-off north, eventually finding himself in Fereldan where he resorted to Mercenary work. This is what led him to come into contact with The Oathbreakers
Personality 
Krios is incredibly practical minded, mostly as a result of his environment. Whilst he is usually rather serious he can, on rare occasions, crack or take a joke. He responds badly to anyone attempting to intimidate him and has no fear of fighting. He is good under-pressure and whilst he likes to take charge of a situation, he will listen to the opinions and suggestions of others. As an Avvar he finds some cultural aspects of ‘regular life’ strange and finds the chantry and its beliefs irritating. He loves large meals, ale and sharing stories. He hates staying in one place for too long and becomes infuriated at the sight of bereskarn. 
Curriculum Vitae
Years served 
6 years
Profession 
Spirit Warrior
Modius Operandi 
Krios tends to fight on the front lines and gets up close and personal with his axe.
Skills 
Good survivalist able to track and hunt.
Very skilled fighter when using his axe and can use a sword nearly as well.
Can shoot a bow but not too well (he's certainly not an archer, and prefers to use traps when hunting).
Good climber.
Has learnt moderate control over Beyond the Veil and Soulbrand, but is fatigued more as a result of using them. He continues to practice the use of spirit warrior techniques in his own time.
He cannot swim. 
Important Relations: 
His father Tuborg - “I’ve not seen my old man since I left the tribe nearly a decade ago. He probably thinks I died along with my brother – and truth be told, it’s probably better that way.”
WIP TBC TBH CBA

Thoughts: 
Feelings on the other members of the group. To be filled in later.
Tools of the Trade
Weapons & Ammunition 
1 waraxe – veridium
1 medium-sized round shield -
His brother’s yew bow and quiver

Spells 
Mages only. Keep it reasonable
Clothing & Armor 
Wears a mix of studded leather armour and fur. He sometimes wears a massive hooded fur cloak over this. His axe sits holstered on his belt, his quiver on his thigh and his bow on his back (which is awkward to remove whilst wearing his cloak. Of course, he has to dress down when in a warmer climate.
Tools & Things 
1 water flask
1 drinking horn
Flint and steel for fire starting 
Potions & Poultices 
1 roll of bandages
Ingredients & Rations 
4 dried strips of beef
1 piece of salted pork
1 small loaf of bread, torn into smaller scraps
Bags & Pouches 
Caries two small pouches that hang together on the back left of his waist, and are usually hidden by his cloak.
Odds and Ends 
1 small wooden figurine