Alfie venait de rentrer d'une promenade près de la guilde. Il marchait Spat et le chien a trouvé une herbe qu'Alfie n'avait jamais sentie ni sentie auparavant. Certains pensent peut-être qu'un aveugle se promenant tout seul n'était pas sage, mais beaucoup d'autres membres savent qu'à ses premiers jours, Alfie s'est familiarisé avec l'environnement local et aussi l'intérieur, plus il avait Spat donc il n'y a pas beaucoup à s'inquiéter.
Il avait été en quelques missions, mais jusqu'à présent les seuls qui connaissaient ses capacités de combat où Athena, Hygiea et le maître de la Guilde Arès, cela signifiait que la plupart de ses compagnons de guilde l'avaient sous-estimé ou tout simplement ne s'associaient pas. Il s'entendait bien avec Hygiea, ils discuteraient de différents médicaments, et des traitements pour les maladies (plus elle lui enseignait).
C'est donc ce qu'il allait faire maintenant dans son temps de repos, lui poser une autre question sur cette herbe qu'il n'avait jamais utilisée auparavant. Il est entré dans la guilde et a laissé Spat le naviguer dans le hall après la réception et dans le marché pour qu'il puisse lui parler.
"Bonjour encore Hygiea, j'en ai apporté un autre que j'ai trouvé pendant que je sortais et je me demandais ce que c'est?" Il a dit de lui montrer l'herbe.
Name: Alfie Reid
Appearance: Alfie has green eyes and is quiet muscular. He has no hair due to his vow and two tattos on his arms.
Age: 23
Height: 5'9
Build: Lean
Weapon of choice: Light weight Metal Staff, leather bracers
Amount of Yule currently in possession: 50
Current items in possession: A pouch that has a strap that goes over his shoulder that currently only holds his yule, a pair of leather bracers, and the cloth that carries his staff.
Basic Skills: Heightened senses because he is blind, hand to hand combat, staff and spear training, well versed in herbal medicines.
Personality: Being the monk he is, Alfie is very friendly and always tries to find another solution to a fight. He understands the necessity for it but still looks for other options, always trying to find the bright side to every person and every situation. He can be very outspoken at times and loves to interact with others. He can be serious when the time calls for it and he never gets mad, but most of the time he is light-hearted and fun to be around.
Occupation before joining the guild: Warrior Monk/Hunter

Basic origin story: Alfie was born blind, something rare in Draykon. They did not know what to do with him so for the first few years of his life he grew up locked away, his parents where simple coal miners in Glour so this type of thing was new to them. A man had come to their door dressed in long robes, and said that he had heard of their child and offered to take him and teach him how to live, Alfie's parents could not pass up this chance, not only could this be their only chance to get ride of their broken child, but also restore their reputation with their small community. So they did and but unbeknown to them they had given Alfie to nomadic tribe of Warrior Monks.
These monks where known to migrate throughout three different countries: Glinnery for meditation and learning ones self, Glour for pilgrimages and training, and Orstwych for fighting, and purifying. These monks where known for taking in lost children and turning them into warriors that live by a code. There are only 20 or so at a time and usually one that leads the rest in experience and age. Alfie was 7 when his training officially began and it was a rough childhood, learning how to live and "see" with his blindness, learning to use it to feel the land and area around him. When he turned 12 after going through many migrations with his new family he was deemed ready to start his combat training.
He trained, fought, and grew as a person. As a young man he was some what restless, there where so many sounds and feelings he had yet to experience. So may things outside of the 3 countries he had consistently walked and traveled through. His master or "father" saw this and decided to cast him out, saying he was young and not fit to live with young children and old men. So Alfie left in the night, not really knowing where he was going and walked for days, until he slipped into a village in Nimdre. There he met a woman and, he was 20 by now, and began to live with her breaking his vows as a monk, falling in love, even getting married.
They lived in a village close to the border of Ullarn and Nimdre, and this is where the problem arose. One day they went out as usual to pick fruits and check their traps, Alfie had wandered off to make sure certain things were in order and their village was attacked. Bandits had attacked they came to loot, steal, raid and pillage everything in sight. He lost his wife and child, kidnapped, and turned back to his vows and the warrior monk life. He started to do jobs with his only friend a dog named Spat. He just recently joined the guild, only hearing about them once or twice, them he met a member of the guild who introduced him to the right people after recognizing his skill.