Zel followed the group, listening intently as the pair issued a challenge to the crowd. Seems like they're ready to show what they can really do.
I'd probably die if it's the giant, but the priest? Seems easy enough
He looks around the crowd, seems like two people are sitting out of this...
Zelnite Winterfell
Walking out of the local shop, Zel walks toward the town square. His white hair shining in the sunlight, contrasting his pitch black outfit. Sticking out like a sore thumb, he is forced to wear a hood in order to blend in with the locals. Satisfied by a flawless deal with the...
The Basics
Name: Zelnite Winterfell
Alias(s): The Hanged King
Age: 19
Date of Birth: 11th of The Showering Stars
Species: Human
Sub-species: Fox Tail (They are humanoid with fox ears and phantom tails, being blessed with impressive speed and magical talent)
Physical Description: A slender man...
Zelnite was running below them, when they were at the pool portal he jumped in. The first thing he saw were the hellish creatures, then the fire. He was about to scream but he held it in. Following the others to get armour from Trindle. After he wore it, he continued fighting, doing his best to...
Zelnite overheard the talk about the curse, and immediately became interested. "Hey, the name's Zelnite, nice too meet you" He said while approaching Leo and Rose. "So about this curse, any information about who put the curse on?" He takes a sip from his wine glass.
Zelnite laughed at himself, noticing that he might be late if the party. He must've traveled around town a bit too long. Quickly making it back, he climbed the second floor window making sure no body saw him. Then quickly ran down the stairs. But when everyone yelled surprise, he knew he was...
Zelnite wakes up, noticing that the others already left. "Ugh, I have to stop this habit of oversleeping" He says, scratching his head before he picks up his sword. After taking an apple from a dining room, he heads out to walk around the city, making himself familiar with the houses...
(Before Time-Skip)
Zelnite didn't mind the touch Ashley have, it didn't really matter to him since all he needed was rest. They walked till they finally ended up in her room. Looking out the window, he saw the beautiful lights in the sky. "Wow, they're really pretty" he said while smiling...
"Should I acompany you to your room?" Zelnite said while scratching the back of his head. Taking an apple with him before anything else. He grabbed his sword, his mind still filled with questions that bothered him. But he agreed with the idea of resting. He didn't have anything else to do or...
Zelnite got off the sleigh, wondering if his allies would be alright, especially Luness, not only was she hurt physically but she was also hurt enotionaly . But a question was still stuck in his head, 'Who was that wizard' he thought to himself. He began playing with his hair out of confusion...
Zelnite was about to take off until he noticed Luness faint. Quickly dashing towards her, he carried her then joined the others in the sleigh. "Ummm, guys we need to move faster" He says, with a worried voice.
Small drops of tears rolled down Zelnites face as he watched the scene unfold. He knew how it felt to lose a family member, thinking about his past once again. The fire, the screams of the villagers, the smile on his mothers face as she sacrificed herself to save him. In the middle of his...
"Yeah, it's her father" Zelnite silently said so he wouldn't disturb the two. Walking towards Nyr then leaning on the frame of the door. "We wont be able to do anything I'm afraid, it's her personal problem. We should not interfere" Zelnite smiles. "I bet you would've known that anyway"
(Oh it was? Lol nvm then)
"Huh? Why? " Zelnite says. He wonders if it's still the chalice that made her say it or if it really was her, either way, he stopped and sat down, listening to whatever the werewolf has to say
Looking at the move towards the chalice, Zelnite decides to join in. After entering, he saw their opponent, a big werewolf. He was surprised by the size of that thing. Looking at his allies in trouble he decided that he would act as a distraction to give his friends an opening. Recklessly...
"Wait, Ice?" He says before slipping and falling. "Ow ow ow, this is not good" Using his sword he pierced the ice, using it as a support to stand up. "Anyone have an idea? " It's hard to counter the slippery floor, more or less manuver in it. 'How do we overcome this' he says to himself