Derrix mâché à l'intérieur de sa joue alors que la lune s'élevait haut, il blunk, et comme ses yeux s'ouvraient, il fut salué par le rose rouge de l'aube. C'était presque comme s'il avait dormi, presque. Ou du moins il le pensait, il n'était pas trop sûr de ce que dormait désormais, mais il s'est souvenu que c'était rapide comme ça.
Il était sûr cependant qu'il était éveillé, qu'il pouvait sentir la magie s'écoulant à travers lui, perçant sa peau dans des boules d'oie et chevauchant le long des tranchées les cicatrices creusées dans sa peau.
Les gens se réveillèrent lentement et il les regarda comme une sentinelle.
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