Fygmor limps his way to the gate front door, holding his stick, smiling that finally got into an academy. As he attempts to enter the building he accidently hits the door and takes a few steps back, but eventually gets in.
Name Fygmor
Nickname (if any) None
Age Unknown Age, but looks young.
Gender Male
Personality: Fygmor is an easily frightened boy, who enjoys reading and writing, he is blind. He seems smart enough but has a hint of sadness in his voice when talking to him.
Background. He has been blind...
"Oh? Have you?" She puts her sword in her sheathe and runs after Alger not before leaving a quick note for Ava. She watches Alger place the book on the pedestal slowly with a skeptical look on her face. "Whats this book, is there something interesting in it?" She takes another step towards the...
Flutters her eyes slowly looking up to the Alger quite confused. She gets up slowly trying to comprehend what he is requesting. She then finally gets it and begins strapping on her armor asking "What is it? Is something wrong?" She finishes getting on her own attire and tries to wake Ava up by...
Watches the two talk with wonder. She eventually wanders over to the body peering over it taking off her hood. "A shame..." she then unsheathes her sword and begins to cut a line across the dead werewolf's neck. "Just to be sure..." she then turns back to Ava and Alger. Sorry if that was your...
Ambriel thinks for a second before answering the mans question. "I am Ambriel. " She responds softly "I hope you are okay...." She moves over to the woman "And what is your name miss?"
Looks at Alger slightly worried "I'm glad I got here in time... I don't think you would have survived a werewolf attack just by yourself..." she takes a normal bottle of water out and offers it to Alger "This might get the taste out of your mouth..."
Looks at the two quite startled "I-. I'm sorry..." she says this sheathing her sword. "Who are you two?" She starts to stroke her horse and makes a worried look at the two of them "Names?"
Stops her horse going to stand behind Alger. She gets off her horse carefully now staring at the Werewolf in fetal position "What the..." she says taking a step back going to look at Alger and Ava "What is that?
Ambriel trots silently towards them seeing the commotion from her place in the woods. She slowly unsheathes her sword and flanks around a group of trees to try and intercept the wolf charging at full force against the two. She keeps her sword in a position where she could hit the wolf. She...
Character Sheet
Name: Ambriel
Age: 27
Gender:Female
Race: Half-Elf
Appearance: Master of Birds 5'7, with short elvish ears.
Weapon: She has a bastard sword with ancient runes engraved on it that cause it to glow mysteriously in the moon light.
Clothing: Metal blue tinted...