Remiel

Remiel’s thought process on the entire event was definitely optimistic. He wanted to go in, kill the dragon, and reap the rewards of boundless glory and take his spot in a song in an alehouse, but he also knew the reality of the situation. ”Well… you see… I’m not very high level, I doubt I could even scratch the thing. But I want to kill a dragon with all my heart, and for that to happen I need to be willing to die. So while I’d rather not get hit and risk dying before my journey really starts, I understand it’s a possibility.” The boy’s purple eyes would fall to the floor before rising back u

As a quick run down of the quest was given, Remi would watch, his eyes practically sparkling. It was rare, to see his purple eyes filled with so much light. "I don't believe you can ever have too much help." The kid would say, leaning down and watching Morningstar poke around the page as he explained where they were going. "So we're going North West?" He would ask as he plopped down in his chair, the sword dangling off his belt slapping into it. "I rarely leave the town of beginnings, so I don't know what to expect as far as monsters go." He would lean forward, his hand reaching back and touch

Remi had waited long enough to start his adventure, today he became a squire and tomorrow, a knight. Clad in his standard leather gear tucked under a beige cloak, The boy’s sword strung across the back of his waist as if taunting those behind him to draw it and use it on him, he would set out. An adventure awaits, but first, a stop at the ale house for a drink, because no knight can refuse mead. Walking into the building, he would notice a group of people looking at some sort of parchment, and the kid would walk up, slowly and carefully, so as to not disturb them. Peaking over the shoulder of

Profile: Username: Remiel Real name: Remi Kagenobu Age: 19-21 Gender: Male Height: 6’2” Background: Despite being born in Japan to a pair of historians who focused on Japanese culture, Remi was always very interested in the European history far more than Medieval Japan. Knights had bigger swords, heavier armor, and were all around tankier people than Samurai could’ve ever hoped to be. Something about the man with nothing but a sword at his side saving the day seemed like a dream to the kid. The dragons looked cooler, the fighting while different from a Samurai’s style was very