Name? Wyllian Kowler
Age? 18
Looks? 5’11, 185lbs. Just your average looking soldier, well built but roughened up from too many battles. Though he is used to wearing armor and royal guard uniforms, he is now left with little more than undergarments. A simple shirt that should be white if it were clean and plain tan colored pants now make up his daily attire. Yet he rides astride a horse decked out in the royal finest.
Personality? Brash, arrogant, foolhardy at least that is how others would describe him. Determined to see good reign in the world. Believes that allowing any evil no matter how small is just an opening to let more evil in.
Story? Strong and skilled from a young age, he was welcomed into training for army of the king of Toilan (a small but rising kingdom with its center territory snuggled between a sea and a great river). At 16, he started seeing battle as the king tried to expand his kingdom. In the past two years he has started seeing greed and power eat its way into the army of the king. When he refused to kill an innocent child in a battle, he knew his life was in danger. Dragged in front of the king as a captive, he pleaded for his life. The king was fond of Wyllian and agreed to let him live but not stay in the king’s service or his kingdom. He was given a bag of food and nothing else, then kicked out of the palace.
Age? 18
Looks? 5’11, 185lbs. Just your average looking soldier, well built but roughened up from too many battles. Though he is used to wearing armor and royal guard uniforms, he is now left with little more than undergarments. A simple shirt that should be white if it were clean and plain tan colored pants now make up his daily attire. Yet he rides astride a horse decked out in the royal finest.
Personality? Brash, arrogant, foolhardy at least that is how others would describe him. Determined to see good reign in the world. Believes that allowing any evil no matter how small is just an opening to let more evil in.
Story? Strong and skilled from a young age, he was welcomed into training for army of the king of Toilan (a small but rising kingdom with its center territory snuggled between a sea and a great river). At 16, he started seeing battle as the king tried to expand his kingdom. In the past two years he has started seeing greed and power eat its way into the army of the king. When he refused to kill an innocent child in a battle, he knew his life was in danger. Dragged in front of the king as a captive, he pleaded for his life. The king was fond of Wyllian and agreed to let him live but not stay in the king’s service or his kingdom. He was given a bag of food and nothing else, then kicked out of the palace.
