Dauntis now known as a loner who prefeer living in the forest, and only coming to society to return and borrow more books to read. Dauntis is a mysterious man , he never shown his full face, he only snaps off the lower part of his helmet revealing only his mouth and deep scars over it. He is tall and strong, and the pelt he wears makes him look more like the uncivilized kind of individual, the type to scream murder and burn village in the name of their god of war or something.


Today he is a calm gentleman who is a bookworm and would rather talk things out than fight, but there was a time where this warrior was actually the stereotype of his body frame. A beast hunter of the north, they would seek in the harshest area of the snowy lands the deadliest beast to kill, and wear the pelt as their prize. The tradition was to keep the pelt on until you find a better and deadlier creature to replace it with. The one Dauntis wear is a dangerous feral creature of the north that makes no noises and appear only during a storm. Their bite is powerful and filled with dangerous bacteria that will rot anything in the area in an instant, with his trusty club he beat the beast to death and since then, wears it wherever he goes.


He would have stayed up north if it werent for the large army of the west leaving their homes and invaded another one, kicking all outlander species from it, They didnt know what Dauntis was but they treated him as an enemy, severely damaged his face as he managed to escape from their grasp. The experience caused a even greater trauma when his parents who were normal humans who adopted him, were killed and left to be frozen in the merciless weathers outside.


While he mourn their death he does not seek justice or revenge against their killer, he accepted how the circle of life changed drastically up north , that he couldnt do anything about it and it was high time from him to leave, and either head east, south or west. Anyone knows West has began a deadly area so no one but fools venture there, so he decided to travel south and east, seeking knowledge, sometime to keep himself fit he will hunt down a beast to stay in shape, either to hunt for a meal or as a contract someone left to stop a creature attacking villagers.



He cares not for wealth so he does not those contract for their reward, he even flat out refuse the coins when given to him, most see him as a weird freak for it, but he does not care how he is seen by others. Another reason why people judges him is because of his odd apparel, Dauntis used to wear a full set of armor but most part either wore off or they became too uncomfortable for him, especially the feet area which he claims he only wore because of the North frost, he would rather walk bare feet, but a simple leather protection is enough.


If one was to venture in the forest and fall face to face against him, Dauntis would offer the new face something to drink or to eat if he has any carrying with him, he loves tea so if an adventurer met him, he would love to sit next to a fire , offer them tea and exchange fascinating stories.


as for what we are seeing in the art, it is him making tea while reading a book, a dawn moth tried to take some bite out of his clothing but Dauntis gently made him leave, he would not harm innocent and harmless creatures.

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art was made by me


Isher being.. until we get a name for the species belongs to  valsalia