Anders Nielas
Sir Anders Nielas (a.k.a. Charger)
Well, there was nothing for it at that point but to take the battle to them! We summoned our trusty steeds and mounted up. With the righteous fury of Adalci burning in our breast, we set off at a gallop down the road, seeking our foe.
We came upon them quickly, for they had been dawdling, thinking they had gotten away with it. When they heard us coming up behind them, they spurred their own horses, and the chase was on. I could tell from that moment that it was going to be close - with them weighed down we were closing in, but they didn't have to make it much farther. Already, I could see the battlements rising ahead of us.
As I began to despair that we would not be able to retrieve the bag, a figure swooped down from the sky in front of the rapscallions. It was Eligor, Tharen's hunting falcon. The raptor unfurled its wings right in front of the lead horse, and it spooked, rearing up and nearly unseating the rider. The knave screamed most shrilly, and I was able to close in. I grabbed the bag at a full charge, and held on as the rider fell to the ground. Tharen was already wheeling about, so I tossed the bag high towards him. The other rider made a grab for it, but Eligor came to the rescue once again, raking his horse's rear and sending it off at a run. With him reaching for the bag, he was overbalanced, and fell. To make matters worse, he remained caught in the stirrups and was dragged off to who knows where!
Tharen grabbed the bag in flight, gave a wink and set off. I followed close behind, and we made it back to our own walls soon enough. Our fellows were waiting for us, and broke out cheering as Tharen raised the bag, opening it to pull out the trophy. The crowd started to chant our names, but I shouted loud enough to break through that the glory this day belonged to Eligor! The hero of the hour was the humble bird, doing it all for a few scraps of meat!
And that is why I call that story, "Eligor and the Screaming Squires in the Great Trophy Hunt!"
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Facial Features
Mental characteristics
Education
Anders became a page at the age of 7, and dedicated himself wholeheartedly. He worked for his uncle, the great Arthur Nielas, and learned quickly. At the age of 12, he was brought to the temple of Adalci in Bandar Philia. There, he felt the presence of the god, and dedicated himself to fighting for Justice and Mercy. He studied in the church for three years, and though he did not excel at his studies, he did show an unending passion for spreading Adalci's will.
At the age of fifteen, Anders was admitted into the Church's knightly order training. He took up duties as a squire, serving under a minor Bandar Philian noble. They traveled together when the knight was going to a tournament or the very rare mission from the Duke, and for the most part Anders trained at the Adalci temple. There, he excelled at the various sporting events, winning many competitions over the years and setting several records that still stand.
At the end of his time as a squire, Adalci offered him a place among the paladins, and Anders accepted readily.
Employment
Anders began his journey as a Paladin knowing that he would join a knightly brotherhood, but not knowing which one. He set off to see the world around him, and to become responsive to Adalci's will. He would travel from time to time with others, but his search to feel Adalci's will usually led him away from others, and he remained a lone traveler, performing good acts for the small villages and hamlets he passed through.
After a few years, where he honed his craft, he came across a fully armored knight battling with an evil reflection. A skeletal figure in dull grey armor, the symbol on its chest a skull resting on a pile of gold, circled the knight, it's fire blackened blade held at the ready. The knight had fallen to one knee, and the creature of bone was preparing to deliver a final blow. Anders charged, throwing caution aside. At full speed, he lifted his great sword and brought it crashing down with bone shattering force. The shoulder of the armored dead exploded, the arm and sword falling to the ground and the abomination falling.
The man was a Knight Celestial, and he shared with Anders his tale. Anders knew he had found his calling, and joined. He swore an Oath to spread the Glory of Adalci, and has been a traveling Knight Celestial ever since.
Intellectual Characteristics
Anders is not very smart or wise, but he is very charming. He does know enough to know that he is not the planner, and is willing to do what a good planner advises. His default mode is to charge into the fight - any fight. He makes snap judgements as to who is good and bad, and leaps in to help the good side.
Morality & Philosophy
He has a clear sense of right and wrong. Hurting others is wrong, easing hurt is right, and most things can be boiled down to that. He is quick to befriend, and gives people more chances than they should get, but he will not hesitate to put his life on the line to address a wrong.
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