Post by illirica on Jul 17, 2021 17:24:57 GMT
We were meant to be together.
We were born together, one after another. He was more than a brother to me - he was my best friend, my guardian, the face in the mirror. When I looked at him, I saw myself - because that was how it was. We were two sides of a coin, inseparable.
That changed, at the Proving.
We had trained together. In our little village in the hills, we had trained together - and together we had said our good-byes, and set off for the city, promising we would return one day. We should have returned together, but we went out and we fought and we killed. When we were offered the black blood, we did not take it in turn, but one sip after another - together. My vision faded, and I knew only two things: The pain that wracked my body, and his hand, entwined with my own.
When it was over, he was dead - and I, alone, would remain Vigilant.
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They tell me my gift is Precision. They tell me that with it, I am able to see the optimal pathway. That I seem faster, because I waste no time moving from one opponent to the next. That I seem stronger, because every strike is perfectly formed, perfectly executed. That I seem fearless, because I do not hesitate, because I have no regard for my own life. That I seem unstoppable, because in the midst of battle, I am untroubled by wounds.
That is what they tell me. I do not remember.
All I remember is R A G E.
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Name: Enric Levalis
Age: 20
Race: Human
Appearance: Dark blonde hair, gray eyes, and a fighter's muscular figure. Despite this, his face often appears haggard, sometimes even gaunt.
Weaponry: A sword, an axe, and whatever else comes to hand.
Vigilant Gift: Berserker
Let me know if this works or if I need to update or change anything! I am happy to make adjustments as needed to fit into the world. I left the "personality" section out, because I really prefer to figure that out as I write rather than try to predetermine it. The character usually lets me know their personality within a post or two.