Adrien Hathoway




Adrien sauta légèrement à l'apparition soudaine du demi-elf. Ses yeux s'élargissaient un peu, réalisant que c'était une dame, et la regarda pendant quelques secondes en état de choc. Après quelques secondes de silence maladroit, il a parlé. "Qu'as-tu fait... comment... où as-tu fait...?" Il était évident que partout où ce jeune homme venait, la magie était extrêmement rare... peut-être même inexistante! Il a regardé autour de lui, comme s'il essayait de comprendre s'il rêvait d'une journée sur toute l'épreuve. Il a regardé autour de la fête, essayant de comprendre comment ils sont apparus soudainement en un clin d'œil. Sa concentration a été rompue quand il a remarqué qu'un vieux monsieur se chargeait dans l'eau, s'occupant d'un groupe de murmures. Il la regarda en arrière et s'éloigna doucement d'elle, se chargeant d'aider l'homme. "Je suis à tes côtés!" Il a crié de derrière alors qu'il traversait l'extrémité peu profonde de l'eau.
La grande épée se cliva à travers plusieurs des murcelles avec facilité, tandis qu'Adrien aidait Alberic à sortir de la horde des bêtes d'eau. Chaque frappe contre les créatures semblait pleine de colère et de colère, comme s'il avait une profonde rage en lui-même. Il a regardé vers Alberic, voyant un murlo se faufiler sur lui, et a piraté dessus, claquant son crâne. Il lâcha quelques grognements alors qu'il luttait contre les créatures. L'eau est devenue rouge avec le sang de leurs ennemis alors que les jeunes et les plus âgés ont essuyé les murmures de la face de la planète. Après s'être battu pendant ce qui semblait être un moment, il regarda la fête, prenant des respirations profondes et lourdes, et les regarda silencieusement, essayant de trouver quelque chose à dire. Awkwardly, il agita sa main dans une vague, et parla avec un sourire sous son casque. "Bon de vous rencontrer, voyageurs."
Name: Adrian Hathoway
Titles: The Wandering Squire, The Would-Be Knight
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Adrian has sworn an oath to keep his armor on until he has completed his quest; the only time he takes it off is for personal or hygienic reasons. Unfortunately, because of this lifestyle, Adrian tends to be shy around others and refuses to reveal his appearance.

Personality: Adrian, as expected of someone who was to become a knight, holds a chivalrous and kindhearted mind-set. While not necessarily a knight himself, Adrian believes that if he wishes to become one, he must uphold the standard that is set out before them. Of course, his kindness is not extended to nobles who use their positions for corrupt reasons. In fact, Adrian has taken it upon himself to not swear himself to any lord; instead, Adrian wanders the land aiding those in need, which is a part of a much larger quest. An interesting take on Adrian is that he tends to be shy around women and will avoid them at any cost, provided they do not need his help. By far the most puzzling thing about him is his devoted nature to a great quest he has set out on; a personal one that he refuses to share with anyone.
Weapons: Greatsword and a lance (which he keeps attached to the side of his horse.)
Skills/Magic:
- Although he has no skill in Magic whatsoever, Adrian was taught by Sir Isabelle in the use of many weapons, including bows, spears, axes, and even daggers. His physical prowess is impressive for a young man his age. His personal favorite and most skillful weapon, which is what he commonly carries, is the greatsword; the blade has become so much of a second nature to him, that he appears to have overcome the over-bearing weight needed. Of course, he still wields it with two-hands.
- During his time as Sir Isabelle's squire, Adrian was taught how to ride a horse and to use it as effectively as possible. To this day, Adrian still uses the same horse Isabelle gave to him before she disappeared and has even give it a name; Isabelle.
History: Born in a far-away land, Adrian was the son of a nobleman who had been known for his service to his lord. As arranged between servant and lord, Adrian was to become a page and eventual squire to a knight of the realm. Initially, there were not many who would take such a weak boy in their service...that was until Sir Isabelle came and accepted the offer. Adrian's father, who had grown frustrated, reluctantly allowed his son to be taught by the lady-knight who had made such a name for herself in battles prior. The training was a difficult task for Adrian, but serving under Sir Isabelle brought great opportunities to the boy. His character and skill improved over time as the boy grew into a fine young man. It was when the country was finally attacked by the Dark Lord that everything spiraled down-hill. During the defense of the capital, Adrian and Sir Isabelle were tasked with the defense of the gate. When hope seemed to finally shine through, Sir Isabelle did the unthinkable; she surrendered the gate and opened it for the Dark Lord's forces.
The act of betrayal sent Adrian into a rage and engaged his former master. The fight, if you could call it that, lasted for a mere five seconds, when he was pushed off of the wall and fell into a pile of corpses. Unconscious and seemingly dead, Adrian was gathered with many of the corpses, outside of the city walls and near a remote village. Before the bodies could be entirely looted and burnt, a kindly old couple found the boy still alive, his body almost entirely broken. Taking him in, Adrian immediately set about recovering and honing his body for a great quest...one that would ultimately lead to what he believes his Knighthood. Finally recovered, Adrian has made a small name for himself in the villages that he has passed through, aiding the weak and helpless. To this day, Adrian still travels a lonesome road, fulfilling his duty to the now-destroyed kingdom. Hopefully, he can complete his quest....then turn his attention to The Dark Lord.
Other: Adrian appears to have a benevolent aura about him. His favorite hobby, which helps him keep in shape, is swimming.