Olivie se tenait près du trou quand d'autres membres du groupe ont commencé à s'unir autour d'eux. On avait une bonne idée - tester la profondeur de l'entrée - mais l'homme barbu semblait penser qu'il valait mieux creuser un nouveau trou dans le mur plutôt que de combattre n'importe quel mort possible. Étant donné qu'il s'agissait d'un groupe composé en grande partie de guerriers avec quelques orthographes, la chance que quelqu'un sache assez d'architecture pour ne pas faire tomber la tour sur sa tête était minime.
-- Avec tout le respect, monsieur, je crois qu'une autre entrée ne ferait que retarder le contact avec nos ennemis, car nous n'avons pas de carte avec laquelle naviguer, dit le demi-giant, en regardant la chute de la torche, puis en tombant si la chute était inoffensive pour elle. Dans le cas où la chute était assez grande pour n'importe qui d'autre, elle pouvait aider à combler l'écart.
Name: Olivie Brasseur
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Half-Giant--question not the mechanics of that. The other half is high elf, so magic may have been involved.
Class: Wannabe Knight

Personality: Brave, honourable, good with animals... and extremely susceptible to insults. You'd think that a half-giant warrior would be more thick-skinned or at least a bit less kind, but instead of starting tavern brawls over some comment on her size (big or small), she tends to go mope in a corner.
She really wants a pet.
Brief Backstory: Olivie grew up with both of her parents on a farm in Velt, which is definitely one of the strangest households you could imagine to exist, and both were retired mercenaries who taught her the basics but couldn't really do much more. Having grown up on stories of knights, fighting, and dragons, she decided exactly what she wanted to be: a brave hero serving the kingdom, or the church, or maybe even a princess.
She realised, however, that knights are expected to supply their own equipment... so she's adventuring to raise funds and get enough of a reputation that she can actually achieve her goal, plus to find someone who can teach her all the other little skills.
Equipment: Olivie's equipment is rather simple, since she can't exactly get the full suit of armour she wants: protection for her legs and hands, since they're the easiest thing for people to reach, and a sword her mother used to use, which she should really use two-handed given that it's as long as she is tall...
Abilities: Even given what she is, Olivie is scarily strong, swinging around her sword with one hand. Unfortunately, this makes her actual... skills lackluster, since there's few people of the appropriate size to beat proper form into her head. Dangerously exposed attacks and occasionally outright jumping, with the saving grace being that very few people want to risk getting that close.
Especially when someone just over ten feet tall has done a backflip to get away from them.