Role: Player
Join Time: Chapter 5, appears as a green unit on turn 6, somewhere deep into the map. (Can’t really say much more as the map hasn’t been posted yet, but I’ll update this once it has)
Name: Florian
Gender: Male
Affinity: Light
Class: Curate
Level: 6
Bases:
HP: 15
Str: 3
Mag: 11
Skl: 6
Spd: 7
Lck: 13
Def: 6
Res:10
Growths:
HP: 60%
Str: 5%
Mag: 70%
Skl: 45%
Spd: 50%
Lck: 20%
Def: 45%
Res: 60%
Inventory:
- Barrier
- Restore
- Vulnerary
Weapon Ranks:
Portrait: Will update once done. (I’m definitely not stalling on making them 
)
Description:
A pilgrim banished from his homeland. Plagued by his past, he finds solace in his wanderlust.
Death Quote:
"And so my journey ends. Priam… forgive me.
Personal Ability:
- Stride, although it that seems a bit broken you could change it to Keep Up
Supports:
I suppose I’ll leave that up to everyone else. If someone wants to write supports with him, be my guest.
I’m still writing up a little lore section for him and Priam, don’t know when those’ll be finished though.
Here’s the C support with Priam (still working on the others):
Florian: "With each sunset, regrets of what I did to you grow much more painful, more visceral.*
Priam: “Forget about me kid. The world wouldn’t miss a man like me.”
Florian: “You were almost killed trying to protect me, how could I? You took me in when no one wanted me, and I never even thanked you.”
Priam: “I never had a choice, those beasts would’ve torn you apart. And I couldn’t just leave you to die out there in the cold. If they didn’t kill you, the frostbite certainly would’ve.”
Florian: “That’s not what I meant. When those men took you away… and that wolf-”
Priam: “My debts were fulfilled that day, nothing more. Don’t bother concerning yourself with my life, misery is all you’ll find.”
Priam: “And why were you even in such a hellish place to begin with?”
Florian: “It’s complicated. I… d-don’t know if I ever-”
Priam: “Wipe your tears, you know I hate seeing you like this. Once we have a moment of respite, you can tell me as much as your able. It wouldn’t be wise to flood your thoughts during a battle.”
Florian: “O-ok… Priam?”
Priam: “Yes?”
Florian: “I’ll spare no details, I promise. And… thank you, for everything.” (He fades after this line)
Priam: “What a curious kid… like myself at his age. I’ll explain everything too, secrets only pushed us further apart.”
(This is kind of a rough support. I may spruce it up at a later date, but my brain says this is fine for now. I’ll also have Priam’s quotes done in just a moment!)
My apologies for the wall of text.
: While they hurry to the [Place] previously mentioned in the chapter 2, they run into the bandit hideout at the distance just to find out that they’re really not bandits, but mercenaries so our groups has to fight them and figure out what is really happening.
