Derrix a levé son bouclier en reconnaissance des paroles de Sana.
Il s'est porté volontaire, désireux d'être utile plutôt qu'un homme stagnant couvert de métal. Il a creusé un talon dans Charroux et le cheval de guerre puissant trotté silencieusement jusqu'à la montagne de Sana. Le regard d'or de Derrix brille comme une bougie clignotante au-dessus de son casque alors qu'il prenait en vue de qui dirigera la quête, c'est la première fois qu'il a vraiment eu la chance de l'observer. Après son casque rapide et discret à l'échelle cachée, il a hurlé bientôt, « prêt quand vous êtes ».
Name: Illyd Dyill
Age: 18
Alignment: neutral
Race: Human
Class: Shepherd
Appearance/Clothing: Illyd Dyill stands a modest six and has a wiry yet firm frame. His body is covered in old tan robes draped over loose pants and worn fur boots.
He has shaggy black hair much like the sheep he used to herd, and two light brown eyes that peek out from his youthful and defined tanned face.
Skills: farming, understanding of animal anatomy, mundane understanding of self defense and fighting with a crook, tracking,
Natural Abilities: In depth thinking, to the point that this guy might be possessed
Magic/Spells:
Additional Information: He was a shepherd as long as he could remember, and as long as he could remember, he wanted to be a hero, but this one tiny voice in his head prefers a different direction
Weapons: A Shepherd's crook
Possessed: Yes
Personality: He is curious, adventurous, slightly lazy, and naive. However, a secondary thinking voice in his head is definitely different than his usual gentle nature; as it is aggressive, violent, lustful and greedy.. Luckily this isn’t the voice that controls the body, mostly.
History: A simple Shepherd’s son, out in the big world to become an adventurer
(possessions: Crook, clothes, worn out harp)
So I already have a bunch of ideas on how this guy’s posts would look, a lot of in mind arguing and play, as well as crude suggestions and general character development