Telryn Gale
Telryn noticed Detherial and Isokla talking, but he couldn't hear a word. It's not like he didn't try either, it was hard to gain his trust, so he was very wary of his company.
He had a look of distaste on his face when he looked at Zak. He didn't like him. Skulking in the shadows like a rat hiding in a sewer, and the fact he hunted "for money, or to hear people scream". He wasn't someone cross, that is if he spoke truth about his 'powers', yet Telryn was not a force to be reckoned with either.
"I hate people who kill for the sake of killing," He thought to himself, "If any innocents die he will be sorry indeed, he'll have to answer to me."
Telryn was always one to stand up for the weaker person.
"I was born and raised in The Capital. I became a member of the City Guard at a very young age. I became Captain after years of working for the greater good, but I had to leave due to...something," Telryn said.
Anyone who was looking close enough could see the grief in his eyes. It wasn't a subject he liked to delve to deep into.
"I've been on the road for a few months now, just wandering, never staying in one place for too long. I can use a flail pretty damn well, if I do say so myself. It's always good to be prepared," For a split second his eyes flickered towards Zak, but the next second they were facing the floor again, "In case danger appears in unwanted places."
He decided that was enough talking about his past.
"So..." He started, not looking at Zak but talking to him, "What type of magic do you focus in?"
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