Une petite rose de sourire forme les lèvres du lion comme le Shael a accepté son offre, avoir de la compagnie était agréable à avoir, et beaucoup mieux quand il n'était qu'un ou deux. L'avien a montré un exploit impressionnant de magie de la lutte avec le Wurm plus tôt, son but était...moins que stellaire pour dire le moins, mais ses compétences avec la magie de la foudre n'étaient certainement pas à sous-estimer, certainement un ajout de bienvenue. La vulpine était plutôt bonne aussi bien, certainement pas le meilleur que le lion ait vu, mais il y avait certainement de l'habileté pour le soutenir et il semblait certainement pouvoir bien se gérer, encore il regardait... hésitant, un peu distant. Le lion pourrait cependant comprendre, comme le flux soudain des événements pourrait certainement secouer un individu, et de plus si elle impliquait un Wurm qui aurait pu facilement tout décimer sur son chemin? Le renard s'excusa finalement du groupe, et le lion décida s'il devait suivre. Il regarda l'Ave et lui fit signe, lui disant qu'ils devraient bientôt trouver refuge et chercher une ville voisine. Ymahr regarda en arrière le temple ruiné et soupira, tout cet effort était certainement en vain. Il n'aurait pas l'intention d'explorer l'endroit.
Soudain, un rugissement fort venait de la forêt où le renard allait. Il s'assit de sa position et prépara sa lance, en mouvementant pour que l'ave suive. Il grogne, pas même un moment de répit et ici ils combattent un autre monstre dans cette forêt, le lion le voit et est sur le point de souffler, seulement pour que quelque chose s'estompe dans l'air, suscitant une réponse confuse du félin. Ses oreilles s'éveillèrent alors qu'il entendait un puissant battement d'ailes, il ne leva les yeux que pour voir deux silhouettes inconnues s'envoler au loin, portant le Wurm qu'ils venaient de tuer. Avec un gémissement. le lion laissa tomber sa lance, en regardant ses deux compatriotes. Il n'était certainement pas utile de chasser les hoodlums comme ils étaient déjà loin à l'horizon, ils peuvent avoir de meilleures utilisations pour la bête de toute façon, que ce soit pour le meilleur ou pour le pire, le lion ne pouvait espérer que c'était le premier.
"Ça ne nous fera certainement pas de bien-être ici, allons-y."
Sans un autre mot, le lion a commencé à marcher en avant, dans l'espoir que la civilisation serait proche. Idly, il se demande jusqu'où ses deux nouveaux alliés vont l'emmener.
"I seek strength to protect, not to kill."
Basics
Name: 
Ymahr Shir.
Race:
Lah'na, a Lion specifically.
Gender:
Male.
Age:
33.
Additional Info
Personality:
At first glance, many would think that this feline is nothing but a cold brute without any goals, simply wandering for eternity. And while that may be partly true, Ymahr tends not to heed the whispers of strangers and let it get to him, for they are free to say what they want, so as long as they do not intrude in his mission. While definitely no has-been, he feels out of touch with many youths and adolescents that he feels he may as well be a senile old man, and while it does not bother him that much, it does bring back a painful memory of the past for him, something that he wishes not to ponder on.
The lion is calm, tactical and collected. Preferring to think of a more logical or safer approach rather than facing danger head-on, his wisdom and intellect however becomes a double-edged sword when it begins to mix with his emotions and feelings. They clash like water and oil and often proves difficult for him to express as such.
Rather than staying with groups, Ymahr finds peace in being alone, something that has stayed with him ever since he wandered. Due to his years of traversing the roads in his pursuit of strength, he comes off as an anti-social person as his time alone was most certainly not spent with many. Despite this, he is also shown to be well-meaning and selfless, he simply prefers not to show it often.
He tends to cling to the past often, it is something that both drives him forward and pulls him towards his own downfall.
Appearance:
Ymahr is a tall, and athletically-built lion, something that stems from his various battles during his travels. His fur is mostly tawny-colored, with his chest-area and lower muzzle being mainly white, whereas his mane consists mostly of a dirty-yellow color. The lion's face is almost-always filled a stern expression, almost as if he is expressing slight irritation from his surroundings.
His armor-if you could call it that-consists of a simple scarf adorned with a small trinket, a cloth belt and a simple pair of pants. On his right hand, he wields a gauntlet that is purely aesthetic.
Height:
6'2".
Weight:
190 lbs.
Fight related
Magic:
Miracles. He has a strong preference towards defense instead of recovery.
Class:
Vagabond.
Weapons/Items:
A gold spear, and what little he considers as "armor".
Strengths:
Brute Strength
- Even without his magic and spear, Ymahr is a formidable foe up close and is willing to use his bare hands to confront foes.
Agile
- Though not as dexterous as many of his kind, his speed is above average and he tends to incorporate it in his fights where his defense is one of his biggest enemies.
Instinct
- He may be an anti-social one, but those who manage to befriend this lion will find that he is willing to cross limits in order to protect those what little he calls "friends", even if it includes putting his life on the line just to ensure their survival and/or safety.
Weaknesses: 
Solace in Solitude
- Prefers to be alone, he is hesitant to rely on the aid of others unless it was a matter of life and death.
Lion's Pride
- In addition to the above, if he ever finds himself allying with another, Ymahr will often prioritize himself rather than his allies. He may heal and tend to their wounds once in a while but that would be about it, unless that person happens to be someone important to him that is.
Sticks and Stones
- Prone to taunting the enemy and can easily underestimate them just from their appearances. This doesn't apply to just enemies though, he calls them as he sees them, for better or worse. He does not to bear any ill will, but rather to bear witness the potential of his adversaries.
Expose'
- Tends not to use armor and cover himself up as it gets in the way of his dexterity. As a result, he is vulnerable to many attacks, both physical and magical. To remedy this, he tends to rely on casting barriers for defense or using some of his agility to safely dodge incoming attacks instead.
Techniques:
Ymahr prefers to confront enemies from a mid-to-close distance, using his spear to attack from a safe range with quick pokes and thrusts. He tends not to close-in on an enemy until he sees a viable opening, at which point he switches to a more aggressive fighting style that relies more on cornering the opponent and tiring them out with repeated stabs, even using fisticuffs if his spear would-somehow-be unavailable. He tends to alternate between a defensive and offensive style, depending on the situation.
When it comes to using his magic in fighting however, he almost always tries to start every fight by casting a barrier on himself to lessen the damage he receives. As mentioned above, while he may be uncomfortable fighting with allies, that doesn't mean he won't be willing to spare a moment of his time to aid them however.