Zachariah is a 23 year old, quiet, heavily armored knight. He's strong, and devotes his time protecting Spaghööter.
He is secretive, and a mystery, but at the same time extremely caring. You can also get him into a fit of inappropriate joking.
Zachariah's POV
I swing my massive sword at the giant spider, slicing it's one leg, but not doing as much damage as I would like.
"Yer not doing it right, mate! Gotta get der knees." Gundrin yells. I chuckle at his thick accent. The city that he trained in was all dwarves, so therefore the language there was mainly Dwarven. According to him, though, his home town was just common.
I take another slash, taking half of a leg with me. The spider screeches, and a leg swoops down before it starts running.
"Ye bloody idiot, let me go!" I hear Gundrin cry. I look around to see who was hugging him, only to see he's not there. I start to panic and look up at the spider, his small body within its legs grasp.
"GUNDRIN!" I yell, chasing after them. I see a small item fall.
"MY HAMMER—TAKE SPAGHÖÖTER MY HAMMER! LEAVE ME YE SAD BASTARD!" I kneel and pick up the tiny war hammer, standing back up with a new determination. Finding this Spaghööter.
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The High Elf : Character Background Stories
FantasyIf you're reading my book, The High Elf, read this to get to know the characters better!
