Ian n'a pas attendu pour voir si son attaque surprise a fonctionné et a rapidement essayé de se faufiler avec le porte-clés et de trouver le bon. Quand il l'a eu et qu'il était sur le point de déverrouiller la cellule, c'était quand la foudre du mage l'a frappé. Ce qui a sauvé Ian était le manque de métal sur lui, actuellement les seuls bits qu'il avait étaient ses poignards et le porte-clés, qui ont tous deux agi comme une sorte de paratonnerre et redirigé la plupart de l'attaque mal ciblée. Le porte-clés a dirigé une partie de celui-ci vers l'écluse depuis qu'il était proche et qui semblait servir le même but de le déverrouiller, mais le reste l'a frappé, et bien qu'il ne soit pas assez pour le tuer, il l'a stupéfait et l'a finalement planté sur son cul.
Toujours secouant la tête et se remettant de la chute, il a vu Tahra sortir de la cellule, dire quelque chose sur les gardes et venir avec elle, et immédiatement sprinter et sauter par une fenêtre. Pas exactement comment il a planifié ça, mais encore une fois... il n'a pas vraiment planifié tout ça. Ne voulant pas attendre que le mage se relève ou que le gardien l'atteigne, il se leva et suivit Tahra avec un murmure de « ugh, princesses » qui sautait par la même fenêtre dans la rivière.
Name: Ian "The Silver Fox" Torgovanne
Age: 26
Race: Human
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Bio: Starting life among the poor, Ian wound up as one of the many street urchin pickpockets. He managed to avoid being killed or jailed long enough and went from a common alley rat to being passable as a professional thief. His usual targets were merchants and wealthier common folk but he gained something of a name for himself when he first went after the treasure of a noble family. It was a flight of fancy really him having seen the item on what he assumed was just another merchant but had actually been a minor noble. This item was a small silver carving of a fox and he stole in from the luggage of the noble's carriage as it passed through town, effectively taking it from right under that noble's nose. Emboldened by that he started going after the Nobility more often, for it he gained a lot more notoriety and gained the moniker The Silver Fox.
While his first real heist might've only succeeded based on luck, he has undoubtedly developed his skills since then, even picking up elvish over time from his dealings with them. For his skill, however, he still did not go near the castle, the Royal guard was a cut above most noble's hirelings and combined with the heavy security a castle already gives it was a deathtrap for thieves, and yet that would soon change. While not normally involved in politics, as it didn't really matter who ruled in his lifestyle, he was still drawn to the princess and respected her involvement with the commenfolk, so when news of her imprisonment spread, as such information passes rapidly in the underground, he got what most thieves would call "a fit of stupid" and decided he was going to try and free her.