Jemal
Adventurer
"I know now my purpose in life, M'lady, and it is to be by your side." William looked down at Estelle's form, allmost lost from sight, watching her until she finally dissapeared before finally turning around and heading down the 'shortcut', determined to not loose another second. "I WILL return for you, and to put the rest of these damned fiends out of our way."
Perhaps it was his worry for Estelle.. Perhaps the large amount of time they'd spent together, or perhaps something else entirely, a supernatural reflection of his soul on his body, but at the moment William turned away from the Necropolis, his skin was ashen and grayed, his face showing the wear and stress of a man many years his senior. Sir William noticed nothing of this, noticed only the trail ahead and the fading army behind. And so he moved as swiftly as his tired feet would take him, uneringly closing the distance - however great or small it may be - to his companions, and to Estelle's salvation.
Perhaps it was his worry for Estelle.. Perhaps the large amount of time they'd spent together, or perhaps something else entirely, a supernatural reflection of his soul on his body, but at the moment William turned away from the Necropolis, his skin was ashen and grayed, his face showing the wear and stress of a man many years his senior. Sir William noticed nothing of this, noticed only the trail ahead and the fading army behind. And so he moved as swiftly as his tired feet would take him, uneringly closing the distance - however great or small it may be - to his companions, and to Estelle's salvation.