Name:
Dylan Caercot
Age:
19
Class:
Pegasus Knight
Weapons:
Iron Lance
Fighting Style:
Can for the most part be summed up as “Move fast and break things”, charging with his pegasus and stabbing things with his lance at high speeds.
Personality:
Fairly friendly, though he always looks like there’s a bit of sadness behind his eyes. He is cautious about trusting people, but he is just as cautious in trusting himself. He holds himself to a set of moral lines he refuses to cross.He tends to offer his opinion even when it’s not asked for, especially on topics he feels strongly about.
History:
Dylan was born as a bastard child of a (relatively) rich ranch owner that bought and sold trans-nationally, though he was technically in Bravura. He was lucky enough not to be disowned by his father, but he lived with his mother and his twin sister instead of with his father, who never played a major role in his life besides providing his mother with a job and home. Both Dylan and his sister were good with the farm animals, especially the horses and pegasi. When Dylan 10, one day after another, their father gave them one of his best pegasus colts, a surprising and unexpected gift. The pegasus was named Andromeda, due to an offhand joke from one of the other helpers on the ranch that the colt had the potential to fly above the stars.
For the next seven years, they took good care of the colt, and Dylan discovered he had a talent for riding pegasi, and he joined a small mail-carrying business for a time, enjoying the trips around his home country, and often taking his sister with. However, at some point, a band of rogues attacked him and his sister while they were resting for the night between deliveries. They killed his sister, but Dylan and his pegasus managed to get away mostly unharmed. He still feels like it was his fault his sister had died, and he had suspicions that the rogues that had killed her were actually very unfortunate refugees from the warfront with Panoply.
After this incident, Dylan began teaching himself how to fight, though he didn’t join the army in fear of leaving his mother alone in her time of grief. He used his savings to buy a lance- he had heard this was a weapon common to those who fought on pegasi- and he taught himself to fight while atop Andromeda. Stabbing makeshift dummies he had made himself while both he and his horse were wearing cheap armor, unbeknownst to his mother of course. He never had any formal teacher however, and so his skill is effectively limited to charging and stabbing sloppily. It was during this time that Dylan began calling himself by his mother’s family name instead of his father’s.
Upon hearing of the reclaimers, Dylan wanted to attempt to join immediately, however his mother refused to let him join, as she had already lost one child and didn’t wish to lose the other. This didn’t stop Dylan from training more in his free time however, and in his mailman job, he offered to take more of the ones that would take him near the front, hoping he would get to meet the Reclaimers, and possibly show enough promise that they would invite him into their ranks. How could he turn them down if that happened?
Rationale:
Dylan feels like ending the war, or at least helping end the war, would honor his sister and give him repentance for not doing more to stop her from dying.
Appearance:
Standing at 5’11”, Dylan is lightly built, lean but he does have some muscle tone. His hair is a unique white-silver color, and his eyes are a light sky-blue color. His skin is very white, due to the fact he has to wear a lot of clothing when flying at high altitudes, which he spends a lot of his time doing. He usually wears layers of clothing that he can easily take off or put on to stay warm. His riding is moderately sloppy, but he can keep himself on a pegasus during a rough ride. When bored, or anxious, he can be seen tapping his fingers on whatever his hand is resting on.