Notant le succès de sa créature convoquée, Zueche a décidé de le laisser se libérer sur les hommes de pied et de ne pas s'embêter à communiquer avec elle plus loin. Il y avait des bêtes de l'autre côté qui ne pouvaient tout simplement pas être raisonnées, et qui devaient être renvoyées avec force. Il espérait cependant que les hommes de pied se révéleraient une bonne distraction.
Son attention s'étend maintenant, vers le guerrier Gleivnir et la royauté qu'il avait jetée. Un exploit impressionnant de force, certainement, cependant Zueche lui-même a tenu quelques forces lui-même...
Au fur et à mesure qu'il s'approchait, il maintenait ses mouvements, observait le guerrier et se préparait à jeter son sort Cleanse. Comme la chance l'aurait eu, deux flèches seraient tournées vers le guerrier aussi, augmentant les chances du sort de Zueche frapper. Avec le noble hors de portée grâce au lancer précédent du guerrier Gleivnir, Zueche tira sa magie avec précision, mais puissance de lancer. « Cela devrait le faire... » Il se mit à murmurer tranquillement avec un léger sourire qui s'étendait sur ses lèvres, attendant que sa magie décime l'homme. Sa magie volerait vers son ennemi en un instant, orientée vers son centre de masse...
Ausch Entzer
Sex: Male
Class: Dark Mage
Special Abilities: Clear Mind, Summon, Blessed, Aggro
Equipment: Cleanse (dark magic spell book), Elixir
History: There are tales of a man who wanders the kingdoms, causing carnage in his wake. It's said he's a ruthless killer who will spare no man quarter, and will brutally maul his foes with his fearsome dark magic. The story goes that he is actually an apostle of death, summoned unto the world to cleanse those that sin of their misdeeds, the punishment always the vanquish of life. With the crook of his finger, Mother Nature bends to his will; with every step, the soil seeps with fresh blood; with his every breath, a deadly toxin further poisons the lungs of mortal men. He is death incarnate, and there is no hope if you cross paths with him.
There are also tales of a happy-go-lucky exorcist, whose abilities to commune with, summon, and obliterate the dead has brought him something of a reputation. He hops from town to town, vanquishing monsters, demons, or whatever else might trouble it's residents. He stays but a night, then vanishes into thin air, only to appear in the next town! He asks for no payment, and always does a free magic show for the children. This man is forever in search of wisdom, asking guidance from the elders and holding them in high regard, learning from their experiences to help him grow as a person. He has an unhealthy obsession with alcohol, specifically wine, and the men of countless villages agree he's an excellent addition to any and all taverns.
As it so happens, both of these personalities are the same person.
Zueche Ausch Entzer, nicknamed "Az" by those who can't pronounce or remember his name, is a loving family man on the search for his wife, daughter, and possibly newborn son. Raised as a simple working man, Zueche didn't have a whole lot of passion or things he wanted to do in life. The village he came from was small, the work was rather mundane, and he didn't feel like this was his place to be. Only in the small church of his local village did he find himself happy, as well as in the company of the village priestess, Mihaela. It made him feel like he could acquire some direction to his life, however he had no way of knowing how to acquire said direction.
Thankfully for him, Mihaela held the key to that direction, both in heart and body.
Zueche became an exorcist under the guidance of the church, with the aim to help assist the dead in passing on, from purgatory to whatever may lie beyond. With a little bit of natural talent in dark magic he never knew he had, Zueche quickly learned how to use his dark powers for good, in order to help those who couldn't pass on to do so. He spent much more time with Mihaela as a result, and it wasn't long before they fell in love, and subsequently got married within the small village in which they were both raised. The two started a happy life together, with good income and the support of the whole village behind them - they even decided to bear a child!
Their daughter, Iya, looked a lot like her father in many ways: same pointed ears, red eyes, teeth which grew fast and sharp, though held the beautiful complexion of her mother. The couple assumed that their developing son would turn out the opposite, though had to wait and see for the turnout. Things were going well for the couple, and they were happy together, and vowed to spread that joy to others they believed were less fortunate.
Ausch returned home one night after a successful exorcism in a neighboring village, only to find his wife and daughter weren't home. There was no signs of struggle, yet the door had been left opened. Naturally Zueche was suspicious, and asked the townsfolk if they'd seen his wife, Mihaela, or his daughter, Iya, anywhere. Yet they all gave the same answer, over and over:
That they hadn't seen either of them since the night before, since Zueche left and they waved him goodbye. Though some villagers had seen someone enter their house...
Concerned with the well-being of his wife and child, Zueche scoured the village, but there was little to be found. Not a trace as to their disappearance, simply emptiness. Growing evermore with worry, Zueche packed up his things, gave what belongings he couldn't take to the village, and began his journey around the lands in search of Mihaela and Iya. He has persisted in his journey for over a year now, and is still searching high and low for his family, aiding those he comes across to remind him of his goal, and ridding the world of those which plague it with evil deeds. Yet with success looking so distant upon the horizon, he has begun to consider enlisting the help of others to aid in his search, his desire to see his wife, daughter, and possibly newborn son growing stronger by the day...
Born February 14th. Fastest at chugging anything alcoholic.
"For my family!"
"Cleanse the sinners...!"
"Hahaha! Pathetic!"
"You're an insult to the damned!"
"This isn't over; but it will be!"