Firehead Wrote:Name: Gurnt Delsk
Gender: Male
Race: Beastman(Wolf)
Appearance: https://e621.net/posts/4113771
Bio: From a young age, Gurnt had always dreamed of being a knight. In the Kingdom of Aindeem though, Beastmen like himself were concidered savages ill-suited for a role as refined as that of a knight, but he trained hard, and one day, was able to get his knighthood. After his knighthood ceremony, he remained in the capital for a few days to enjoy the sights.
He had not expected to learn of the sudden incursion of barbarians from the wildlands up north, nor was he or anyone else ready to learn a small force of them had infiltrated the capital just as the main force reached the border. The castle had already fallen by the time he realized what was going on, but he was ready to prove himself as he dashed away to provide what aid he could until he found a surprising sight. An older knight, and a cloaked figure beset by six assailants. He moved to help the knight fight, but the old man merely pushed the figure toward him and ordered them to flee. Leaving the man to his fight, he only realized later that the figure was the crown princess. With the capital fallen, and a barbarian horde ravaging the countryside, Gurnt had no choice but to flee to the neighboring Kingdom of Creenor to keep her safe until they could reclaim her homeland.
Trait
Master Swordsman: Gurnt has had extensive combat training giving him an edge in a fight.
Flaws
Inexperienced: All of his trainer for knighthood has left Gurnt little time for the company of ladies, so he has a hard time dealing with anything difficult.
Clumsy: Gurnt is naturally clumsy. Though his combat training has overcome this, outside of a fight, he is likely to stumble or wind up off-balance
The trek southeast had been rushed, tiring, and stressful. The Princess had mostly stayed quiet for most of it, seeming withdrawn. Now she sat on the bed of the room you'd been able to get for the two of you in a decent looking inn across the border in Creenor. She wasn't wearing the cloak now, which let you get a good look at the exceptionally beautiful maiden. No wonder she was often compared to the Goddess of Beauty. Just looking at her made your leggings a bit tight as your loins stirred a bit.
Though, that wasn't something to be thinking about right now. Right now, you needed to either try and figure out a plan, or see if the Princess herself had any idea on what to do next. You knew little of her, and with her having been quiet, you have little idea of just what sort of person she is, other than being royalty and the heir to the throne.