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Zander Carter

The young farmhand

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a character in “The Path Well-Worn”, as played by TemplarLegend

Description

Name: Zander Carter

Age: 14

Height: 5’7

Weight: 140

Description: Zander is a young blonde haired boy with light blue eyes. He has a small scar on his face that is noticeable if you look close enough. He is slightly muscular with lightly tanned skin. His hands are slightly rough a sign that he works for a living. Zander is like an average teenager; he can blend in with a crowd and doesn’t stand out.

Abilities: Zander is a mage, but his magic is different than most. He uses rings to focus his magic through. These rings amplify his magic and each has a different ability based on what form of magic they represent. He currently only owns two and is looking for more.

(Zander’s rings are special and valuable because they allow a mage to be versatile if they own a variety. The rings get stronger with the mage and allow them to do more. From using offensive/defensive spells to summoning weapons and monsters based on what magical essence the ring holds.)

Fire ring- currently allows Zander to shoot fireballs from his hand if he focuses hard enough. If he doesn’t have the time to focus he shoots a small fires bolt. This can even backfire and explode on him.

Water ring- Currently allows Zander to create a barrier of water that heals the person surrounded by it. However, Zander needs to focus and create it. If he doesn’t focus it will only be a shield made of water that can block attacks that aren’t too strong.

(Zander is working on increasing his skill with the rings and he is able to shape water and fire into small objects that really don’t have much use other than entertainment.(flowers, orbs, small animals.) )

Equipment: Two magic rings, goggles, worker shirt, work pants, belt, boots, gloves, Traveling pack.

Occupation: Farm hand and Baker
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Personality: Zander is a normal kid. He likes to have fun and laugh, he isn’t too hardheaded, but there are times where he feels strongly about something and won’t let it go till it gets done. He is intelligent for his age and knows a lot about tactics and strategy. He is open to everyone and trusting, which can be a bad thing at times. Zander is also a romantic and likes to sweep girls off their feet even if he sucks at it sometimes.

Family/Relationships:

Mother & Father: Deceased

Elder Sister: location unknown, had a great relationship with her before she went missing.

Farmer Johnathon( Adopted father): Has a pretty good relationship with him and appreciates everything he has done for him.

Lina( John's wife): Zander thinks of her like a mother. She treats him kindly and as if he was her won child.

Ella( John and Lina's eight year old daughter): Cares for her and treats her like a sister. He protects her and loves her.

History: He was born into what could be considered a middle class family. His father was a merchant and the family traveled with him. He was born on the road it was snowing so it can be assumed he was born during the winter. He only knows this because his sister told him years after. Zander was a normal for the most part. whenever they got into towns he would play with the other kids. He tried to make friends but he would just end up leaving after his father's business was done.

when he was eight his family was attacked by bandits on the road. His father and mother tried to defend him and his sister, but they died doing so. His sister disappeared during the attack while he hid until the bandits left. The bandits took almost everything his father was traveling with along with a magic ring he wore around his neck. When the bandits fled the scene Zander went to his father. With the last of his strength he told Zander to find the two rings he had hidden in the cart and stay safe. Zander did as his father told him and then began traveling, he made it to a near by village exhausted and covered in blood. Farmer John took him in and allowed the boy to work for him and join his family.


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So begins...

Zander Carter's Story

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"You'd burn down the forest around us as part of your battle plan?" The merchant stayed silent and placed his head in his hands, letting out a quiet sigh.

"You know," he looked up again, "when something like that is not the craziest idea you've ever heard, you know you need a vacation. I say go for it, but I think I have a crazier idea. That penny Allan used and those flash rings I made myself; actually, the archer should still have two of them. If you see white flashes in the woods around us you'll know who it is. Anyway, if I enchant some pennies to hold heat maybe I can give them to your sorcerer and he can super heat them and place them around the perimeter. Something big and mean gets near one I can release it and cook 'em. Of course, that'd be up to Zander. I wouldn't trust an enchantment so hastily crafted, but it would scare the hell out of whatever would attack us." Reaching into his pocket Micheal pulled out a few copper coins, something he kept for emergencies.

"Any objections?"

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"That sounds fine by me. Just make sure it doesn't notice." He inspected the arrow shaft he'd been working on. Perfectly straight. He placed it in the pile of finished arrow shafts and reached down, only to find he'd finished the entire pile. He then began cutting the slots for the arrow heads. It took less than ten seconds a shaft. "You'll have to take it up with Zander though. He might be wiped out from clearing us a trail." He stood up, picking up the pile of arrow shafts. "Sounds like you guys got this covered, so I'll be in my tent. Let me know if things get crazy." He grinned and walked off, slipping into his tent.

After lacing up the front of his tent, not to tightly in case he needed to get out quickly, he took of his pauldron and rubbed the paste he'd traded Lauren for. He shivered as he applied it. It was cold as the mountain peak, but it greatly eased the pain. It was warmer in his tent anyway, since it kept out the wind.

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#, as written by duramon
Thoroark stared upwards and pocketed his coin, nodding to Michael whilst still keeping his eyes to the sky. His gargantuan hands wringing together as he thought for a moment. Perhaps however...no such plans were needed, Thoroark smiled for a moment before that smile turned into a frown when he thought of his comrades. The sun was already rising, the world already beginning to lighten so soon.

"Welcome to Willowspeak....It's not just deadly because of the nasties or the cold, no...to climb it you have to deal with near on no sleep or rest. To set up camp at night is dangerous, to rest during the day....that's suicide. Everything can see us now,or at least they will when that sun hit's the Willows Horizon. A fake horizon that is. Magical mountain that this peak decides to be" He explained, standing swiftly and glancing to the tree's,expecting whatever beast that had relied on the shadow's to burst forth. "No objections to your plan Michael but...I don't think we'll have time anymore." He commented,his sword in hand he side-stepped a little and kicked lightly at the tent, hoping to get Allan up and moving as soon as possible despite the draining day.

The giant rubbed at his eyes once more and brought his sword in front of him, at the ready for an attack, chances were it was a troll or something of the like, and that meant having to treat infected wounds already. He just hoped whatever it was went down as quickly as the treant and that Lauren showed up sometime soon.

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#, as written by glmstr
"Oy, boss, do we go for em now?" A young man, no older than his twenties, peeked out from a bush, and towards the group they had been watching. They had counted five, one of them being a massive man, and another being a young girl.
"I want them alive. I'll chop off one of your fingers for every one of them that dies." Another figure spoke, in a deep bass voice that is coarser than sandpaper. The larger figure hoisted his axe over his back, and shambled away, back up the mountain.

Suddenly the younger bandit said in a hushed voice,
"Alright boys, get in position! Boss says we need them alive." He dusted off his clothing, a tattered jacket with various patches of random cloth sewn over the holes.

He cleared his throat, stepped out from behind a tree, and spoke, mainly addressing the largest member of the group (Thoroark)
"Good morning. However, this ain't a good mornin' for ya today. Yer going to come with us all quiet-like, or things might havta get a little rowdy around here. We want ya for ransom and for loot, not to kill ya. Just lay down yer weapons and come with us."
He snapped his fingers with the end of that sentence, and a few dozen bandits appeared from behind and inside trees, around corners, and even in fake rocks. They all were brandishing weapons of some sort: daggers, small axes, clubs, a few even had bows.

"So," The bandit extended his hand out and pointed at Thoroark,
"Are ye willin' to keep yer life and come with us?

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Needless to say, Michael was very much surprised. Surrounded as if by magic, the group of brigands popped up suddenly and without warning. A flicker of self-disappointment came and went for the merchant, but the time for such frivolous emotion was not at hand.

”Unless these folks are going to disagree with you, Thoroark, I do believe this confirms my suspicions of sabotage. I should have took bets while I had the chance.” Looking around slowly Michael counted about forty men, armed and dangerous. But whether or not their courage could hold was another story. That was not something Michael would usually leave up to chance.

”Gentlemen, if I may confer with my group for a moment I may be able to find a amicable solution to your demands.” Bringing his hands up above his shoulders to show he wasn't holding anything, Michael slightly leaned towards Thoroark and tried to keep a smile on his face.

”I could,” he spoke in a hushed tone,”try to convince them to take just me instead and let the rest of you go on with your mission. Depending on how much they ask, you may be able to pay using what's in the cart I came in on. Let's face it, I've spent most of my usefulness on that Treant and I don't believe I've got the constitution for a mountain climb. Plus you don't seem the type to just let me rot in shackles so I feel somewhat safe in that. Should I try or what?”

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He frowned as his tent was kicked and started pulling his gear back on, buckling his pauldron back into place as he heard the voices. Bandits this far up the mountain? Either they had followed the merchant's wagon, or someone had hired them to attack the group specifically. For some reason, he suspected the later. Slowly he lifted the very bottom of the back flap to his tent. Just from where he was, he could see three bandits spread out to surround the group. Well, they were in for quite a rude awakening. They didn't seem to be paying attention to the tent, perhaps not knowing he'd been inside. This was probably going to be his only shot!

He silently drew his sword and unlaced the back flap of his tent... Then he shot out from the tent like an arrow loosed from bow, covering the distance in less than a second. The first bandit died bloody, Allan's sword slicing him open from waist to shoulder, blood flying into the air and freezing as it hit the cold ground. He ran to the next one, but this bandit had time to raise his weapon, though his eyes were wide with shock. Allan charged at the man, but stepped off to the side as the bandit swung his weapon, then leapt through the air whilst slicing, neatly cutting the man's jugular. He landed in the snow and leapt again to the next man, flying nearly ten feet into the air! He kicked his heavily armored feet behind him, the force of that sending him into a sort of midair somersault with a sword attached to it. The bandit blocked, but the force of the blow broke the man's weapon and both of his wrists. Allan's sword kept going, cutting deeply into the man's collar bone and into the ribcage. Allan pulled his weapon out of the lifeless corpse and scanned the immediate area. Lots more bandits. Allan growled with rage and charged at the next bandit, sword at the ready. Allan disliked the idea of killing others, but by no means would he hesitate to send them all to their graves!

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Thoroark grimaced as Allan leaped from the tent, killing the bandit's in a messy manner without half a thought. The giant growled and rushed forward towards his ally reaching his arm out and grabbing the young smith by his throat while he charged. Stopping the fool before he could hurt their chances anymore then he already had with his behavior. The giant instantly sheathed his sword upon his back and flung the boy behind him, utter disregard to where or how he landed. Looking directly at the bandit leader,his fist clenched tightly in anger,how could he have not seen this? He turned back to look at Michael and shook his head once before rolling his shoulders and straightening up.

"We have no chance against so many, They made it up to us and they don't look tired or injured at all, They either came from below or live in the peaks area...They are way out of our league....at least right now. This, is what is called a perfect trap on the peak....There ain't just monsters up here and I should have thought that through before bringing you ALL up here." He said, loud and clear before a stabbing pain filled his head, The giant pawed at his eye for a moment, his arm's tensing up as he fell to his knees. The pain spreading through him so quickly, so rapidly....It felt like an eel was tearing it's way through his body,writhing through his soul and his form couldn't take it. The giant thumped his fist into the ground and then just...fell. Collapsed and unconscious on the ground, a sickly black glow hidden and barely showing from under his eye.

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The black glow from under the giant's eyelid worried Michael immensely, but he wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't planned by the creators of the ambush. Thankfully, the giant still seemed to be breathing. Keeping his hands raised to show he wasn't holding anything, Michael shrugged his shoulders and looked to Allan.

"I don't think that sword will be much use. We can't defend Thoroark and they'll take him and I hostage to make you stop. I think our wizard and archer have thankfully both wandered off, but even if they were here we'd be in trouble."

The merchant tilted his head towards Thoroark and addressed what seemed to be the leader, hoping to be amicable and charm some information from the brigands surrounding them before he was jammed into some cage or prison to wait.

"That'll be from that crystal his employer got in the mail, right? Judging by you asking us to come along quietly, I'm guessing you wanted this group alive. Cursed to disable after being viewed, I'd imagine. Where'd you get it? I want one."

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