(k) Shylar Guildwell. Nicknamed Shey.
Gender- Female
Age- 16
Height- 5'7"
Body type- Muscular.
Known for - Killing dragons
Hair- Curly brown.
Personality- Kinda depressed, bi, and only looks to the dark side. (If you know what I mean.)
Background- Mother, father, sister, and brother (sis and bro were both younger.), were on a hike and were taken by a dragon named, Azazel, and eaten.
Clothing- ripped red shirt (once was a gown), black jeans, always carries a quiver.
Combat- Good with knives and bows
Steed- Chestnut horse named, Freed
(And there you have it.)
(ps. just made Shey up on the spot. Sorry if anything is confusing.)
(Pps. Shey is also violent. Enjoys the pain of others.)
(noice, Azazel, does this happen to be a yellow eyed dragon?)
(no. red dragon with black eyes.)
(Oh i suppose all Azazels cannot be yellow eyed demon Azazels lol, lets begin?)
(Ill start us off!)
Michael chased a bandit through the monster infested forest, he leapt off his brown horse, slicing down clean through the bandit and his armor leaving him in two pieces. Michael´s horse continued running
“Ah crap”
-Ariene had her eyes locked the monster about 10 meters away from her. It had been injuring people in the nearby towns and the bounty for it was huge. She drew an arrow back and focused on the target. All of a sudden a brown horse come running past, full speed ahead. Making the monster run away. In shock, Ariene lets go of her arrow and it hits a tree. Ariene's dog, Lucky, starts sprinting after the horse, and Ariene runs after them after retrieving her arrow from the bark of the tree it hit.-
Shylar limped through the forests, her leg gushing blood from an attack of a looter, she barely made it out. As she emerged from the trees she saw a knight of the king's army on a horse. His horse was being chased by a dog. Shylar ran towards the horse and grabbed the reins. Once the horse was calm, the knight unmounted his steed and approached Shylar. He then reached out and empty armored hand and joined it with hers. "Thank you. My name is Michael." Shylar shook off Michael's hand and turned to come face to face with the looter that had almost killed her.
Michael, judging the situation, stepped in front of the woman who had calmed his horse, he leveled his blade towards the looter
“The amount of time remaining in your life is at risk of being cut short depending on your actions”
Shylar grabbed her knife that was strapped to her thigh, shoved Michael back, and stabbed the looter in the chest. She turned and faced Michael. "Stop being so royal. No one here cares what you do." Shylar then took off into the woods.
-Lucky runs up to the horse, Ariene soon after- -Ariene sees a girl with her bloody leg running into the woods, someone standing next to the runaway horse, and looter which is now very injured- "Whats going on?!" Ariene says in shock
MIchael huffs and stands up sheathing his sword “nothing to be disturbed by maam,” he approaches the looter and checks to see if he survived. “Do you know who that girl was?”
"I don't," Ariene answers honestly. -She glances back at the horse- "Is this horse yours? Why was it running away?" She askes.
“I was chasing a bandit,” Michael says walking back towards his horse, Erethene “Erethene is a stubborn is all” he climbs onto Erethen “good day” they venture deeper into the forest galloping in the direction the injured woman went.
Michael yanks on the reigns stopping just a few feet away, he turns looking between her and her dog recognition in his eyes
“What is your name”
"Ariene Yumiaro," She said proudly and with a smile.
-Ariene picks up her dog- "and this is Lucky."
Michael nodded to the two of them My name is Michael Somatose, he reared Erethene back onto her hind legs dramatically “Newest knight of the king´s garrison, you said you were on a job yes?”
"Nice to mean you, and that is correct" she smiled "I was sent to eliminate a monster which has been infecting and injuring town people in the area."
Once again I find myself roaming aimlessly through a field of trees. Shylar stumbled upon a fallen tree trunk and sat. She brought her wounded leg up to her chest and hugged it begging for the excruciating pain to go away. Shylar tore a piece of fabric from her shirt and tied it around her calf. When the blood stopped she took off her quiver and lied it on the trunk. Looking back at her leg, she noticed that her wound was poisened.
“Well” he urged cockily “Would you like my assistance? it is the least I can do to repay you for my horse throwing you off”
