Un petit sourire s'est emparé du visage de Vendrael quand il a trouvé le trou. Son intuition avait raison, il semblait ; aucune structure ne pouvait durer si longtemps sans usure. D'autre part, l'odeur de la décomposition et de la mort n'était pas vraiment agréable; non, plutôt, c'était odieux et quelque chose qu'il préférerait ne pas avoir à sentir à nouveau dans sa vie après qu'ils aient terminé leur mission ici.
Le reste de la fête commença bientôt à se rassembler autour du trou que lui et l'autre personne (un demi-giant, s'il avait entendu correctement) avaient trouvé, commençant presque immédiatement à évaluer leurs options possibles. Cependant, au moment où le groupe a commencé à discuter, il a vu le sabreur de tout à l'heure passer. Ça aurait été un mensonge de dire qu'il n'avait pas quelques gouttes de sueur se formant à ce moment-là.
Imaginez sa surprise, alors, quand son compatriote a fait quelque chose d'incroyable : laisser tomber une torche allumée dans le puits pour vérifier à la fois la distance et pour avoir un aperçu de tout ce qui se trouve dans l'attente. La pensée n'avait jamais traversé son esprit, donc le haut elfe décida de louer mentalement l'homme ; il n'était pas aussi brutal que son apparence semblait le suggérer.
« Je suivrai la route la plus sûre, qu'il s'agisse d'un nouveau trou ou de celui-ci », a-t-il déclaré. Il n'était pas obligé pour lui de se précipiter ou de quelque chose du genre; la tour se tenait ici bien avant qu'ils ne viennent, et il ne serait pas aller nulle part bientôt.
Name: Vendrael Threnyre
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: High Elf
Class: Lightning Sorcerer
Appearance: Standing at 5'10", Vendrael's lithe body and light brown hair make him... Well, quite ordinary, all things considered. His hair, cut to about shoulder length, is left unkempt to cover his ears (which would probably stand out in this world of humans and other creatures). His eyes are an emerald green, a common color among his people, and a fact which he does not bother to hide nearly as much. More often than not, most people only see him wearing the robe that he set out with initially; he's not particularly enthusiastic about showing his hand by not doing so, all things considered. His staff also doubles as a walking stick and a rudimentary tool for self-defense, though he has absolutely zero experience in actually fighting with one. Regardless, he stands tall with dignity and pride, never mind what else comes his way.
Personality: While he may as well be a newborn in the eyes of Lethienvel, Vendrael is just as old as his apparent age would make him out to be; that doesn't mean, however, that he is as naive as the elves make him out to be. In the pursuit of knowledge, Vendrael has adopted a critical eye of the world around him; if he doesn't understand something that interests him, he'll dedicate his entire being to figuring out why it does what it does. Most who meet him, as a result, have dubbed him a 'lightning nut' or some variant thereof. As a result of his tendencies, though, Vendrael has adopted a strategic mind in order to make the most of his abilities in offense, defense, and support. Due to his "young" age and ignorance of conventional teachings in favor of his own pursuits, he also does not have the regular haughtiness and arrogance that his people have been stereotyped as having.
Brief Backstory: Vendrael had always been an 'odd' child by the standards of his peers; rather than calmly accepting the nature of magic as it was, the young elf spent much of his time trying to not accept, but understand the world that he lived in. This did not mean, however, that he abandoned the magic which had made his race so powerful; instead, Vendrael often experimented with magic, to see if the powers that he drew from nature itself could amplify itself further in his hands.
This curiosity bloomed one day during a thunderstorm, where the elven child watched a tree be hit by lightning during a stormy autumn afternoon. While the tree itself had been blackened and burnt, a sword in its trunk--a remnant of some story he could not remember for the life of him--was crackling with energy. Fascinated by the incident, Vendrael began to delve deeper into the world of electricity, often times experimenting with his own magic to see how well such a wild force could be tamed.
Many of the older elves in his town saw the interest as pure folly and laughed his efforts off, but Vendrael himself desired more than just what he could attempt at home. Hearing of the strangeness of the cultures past the Veil, the young elf resolved to journey out on his own to see if those strange short-lived men could aid him in his efforts to understand the world.
Equipment: A simple brown robe, made of cloth spun from flaxseed fibers. The sleeves seem to be singed, but that's about all that sets it apart from other robes.
A simple white silken shirt and pants, kept in good shape during his journey... Somehow.
A wooden staff, carved from the branch of an old maple tree.
An array (~30) of long steel darts; these are sharp enough to penetrate flesh.
5 steel stakes, each about the length of his hand.
A leather knapsack, large enough to carry his metal appliances and stakes, as well as some provisions and scrolls.
Two small leather pouches, one around each leg, within which he carries his darts.
Abilities:
Lightning Bolt- A simple bolt of electricity; one is enough to cause burns on an enemy. If fired at one of Vendrael's darts or anything else made of metal, the electricity will run through the object before dissipating. He can fire multiple bolts and compound the effect, if necessary.
Lightning Barrier- If allowed to set up his stakes, Vendrael can create a barrier of electricity that hops from stake to stake. The elctricity moves as such a quick pace that it blurs together, generating what looks like a series of glowing golden arches around whatever the barrier is encasing.
Lightning Flash- Vendrael can also use his electricity as both a light source and a disorienting stun grenade of sorts. If allowed to detonate, this ball of electricity generates a flash of light not unlike that of a lightning strike in a full-blown thunderstorm, but only for a quick moment before it dissipates. It can also be held in hand for a few minutes to work as a temporary light source.