Les muscles tendus de Brandon se sont détendus quand elle n'avait pas répondu par un cri. C'est venu un peu comme une surprise depuis que beaucoup de gens se sont mis en colère quand c'est arrivé. Ce n'est pas arrivé fréquemment, mais c'est toujours arrivé. Il aurait dû lui acheter une laisse. Aussi bien formé que Shawn l'est, il était toujours un animal. Il a deviné qu'il aurait dû suivre les conseils de toutes les autres personnes avec qui il parle quand il s'agissait de s'occuper de Shawn.
"Je suis vraiment désolé pour ça. D'habitude, il ne fait pas ça..." Il a dit avec un soupir. Puis il siffla et Shawn rembourré de son côté, puis s'assit à côté de lui, la tête encore baissée.
Il lui a ensuite donné un sourire stupide et a frotté l'arrière de sa tête. "Je suis aussi surpris que toi." Il regarda alors autour de lui, comme s'il évitait le contact visuel avec la fille, et s'aperçut qu'il y avait quelques adultes qui venaient de partir, mais qui les regardaient vraiment avec un regard qui le rendait mal à l'aise. Il ne l'a pas vraiment vue quand elle était à terre, donc il n'a pas vraiment compris pourquoi.
Mais maintenant qu'il était conscient des charges de gens autour d'eux, il s'est soudainement un peu embarrassé comme le montre un léger rougissement sur ses joues. Mais il ne devrait pas partir comme ça. Il a regardé en arrière à Jill, mais il a quand même évité tout contact direct avec les yeux. "Oh, euh, il faut que je me réconcilie avec toi d'une façon ou d'une autre..." Il a dit doucement, se branlant les doigts.
"Ce serait le moment idéal pour se faire un ami!"
Les mots d'Euan sonnaient dans sa tête. Comme on peut le voir, il n'a pas beaucoup fait d'interactions. Il a toujours été coincé par Euan, et même quand il vivait dans un village, il n'a jamais vraiment interagi avec les deux autres orphelins et la mère. Peut-être qu'il devrait saisir cette occasion d'apprendre à connaître quelqu'un d'autre que les gens avec qui il baraque. C'était l'occasion parfaite. Euan dit toujours que beaucoup de connaissances paieraient.
"Uh, voulez-vous de la nourriture? C'est mon plaisir." Il a suggéré avec un petit sourire. Il avait assez faim. Même si elle décidait de ne pas venir avec lui, il devrait encore manger. Shawn aurait eu assez faim de toute façon.
Name: Brandon Deschnik
Age: 18
Occupation: Until recently, apprentice herbalist and botanist
Ring: Clear Crystal Ring
Appearance: Brandon stands at a height of 5'7 and weighs rather averagely. He has a lean type of body. He usually dresses in a fashion that you would see travellers in with a cloak to keep him insulated from the cold and protected from the heat. He would often be seen with a knapsack containing multiple journals and pens. It also contains some herbs that would be beneficial in travels.
Biography: Brandon was born an orphan in some no-name town. It was out of the way so outsiders rarely came.. well, besides his parents at least. They had told him that he was given to the orphanage and the parents just disappeared, assumed to have moved on. Because Brandon didn't know them, he didn't really care about it. There were only three people in that orphanage so basically? Only three kids were abandoned with the other two dealing with the same thing he was - one was three years older than him and the other was five years older. No one had waned to keep them because there was a superstition going around that adopting a stranger's child will lead to bad luck. The owner of the orphanage was a nice young lady who thought that she already had the worst luck out of everyone there, so why not take care of these three poor children? The first eight years of his life was spent in that village. Their 'mother' had trouble raising all three of them. The oldest of the three decided to help out to earn money while the other two still learned.
Brandon showed great interest in plants, and not just crops, herbs especially. But the village only offered him very limited knowledge about said plants. He shared this with his 'mother' and she resolved to find someone who knew more about herbs. Fate had answered his plea by having a travelling botanist pass through the village. He stayed there for a while and he got to know Brandon. His name was Euan. He grew fond of Brandon and decided to adopt him. After a deal was reached between his 'mother' and Euan, they were off. He became Euan's assistant and learned many things. They rarely settled down for more than two months in a town. Around five years ago, they stumbled upon a small farm which only had one inhabitant. The farmer welcomed them with open arms but rarely spoke to them in a caring fashion. He told them that he was running out of time and he needed to pass his ring off to someone. Euan decided to humor the man and told him that he will care for it.
That was when Brandon was sent out to check on the plants while the two adults talked. He was absolutely clueless on what was happening inside the house. Once he finished, he entered the house and Euan told him that they were going to base here. Brandon didn't really care about it. He was happy with the farm. It was filled with herbs of different kinds! He was going to have fun here. He noticed that Euan had the ring the farmer was wearing before. Euan told him that the farmer had died and that they should bury him. They did and then lived in the farm for the rest of the years. Euan displayed the powers of the ring bit by bit but Brandon wasn't very interested in it. The two still go out to search and study the flora that dot the land around. They were different, that was for sure, and invaluable. They sometimes go to the cities to sell what they had. They even got enough money to buy a black dog which still lives with him up to now. His name is Shawn.
Five days prior to the this day, Euan had died from a certain disease that he had kept from Brandon all these years. Now it was Brandon's turn to wear the ring. Euan made him promise to never give it to anyone else unless he, himself, was dying. He also explained the range of abilities that it will develop according to what he has experienced. Brandon understood and Euan entrusted it to him. He died two days later. Brandon buried Euan and is still thinking of whether or not he should leave he farm. He didn't know if there were other rings like his. Well, he knew that he should at least keep recording and selling herbs and other plants.