Hello there everyone! Well, it's about that time...time for another one of my character posts! :D (Honestly I think these are more helpful for me than they are interesting for you...it is really much more helpful than I thought it would be to get all my thoughts together in one place about these people.) Today I shall introduce you to a man named Dehmatthir (yes, I know it's weird. It's pronounced dem-AH-teer) and...well, yes. That's about it.
Age:
During the main trilogy (which is the only "era" of him we are dealing with, though I wrote a prequel about him too), he is in his mid-forties, I believe.
Appearance/"Casting":
Dehmatthir is a very grim, solid sort of man. He is tall, but not exceedingly over average height. He has dark brown/auburn (but mostly brown) hair that is usually long and unkempt, and a short beard that he really SHOULD take better care of. He is often dirty and sweaty, and values physical, manual labor--it takes his mind off other things. He hardly ever smiles (which I will explain), and always dresses practically, almost always with his sword at his side. I haven't found anyone who really looks like him...yet. But I'm sure there's someone...I mean, a dude with dark hair and a beard...and blue eyes...how hard can it be to find someone who looks like that?
Family:
So, Dehmatthir was orphaned as an infant and taken in by an old wizard named Lanas. He has lived at the castle of Bdellith ever since, and the wizard sort of became his guardian and mentor. At the time of the trilogy, he has no family other than Lanas, and he can't even remember. He was, for several years, a captive of "the bad guy" and was rescued, brought back to his home, but still suffers some side effects, one of which is a bit of amnesia. So he really doesn't remember much. Did he ever know who his family was? He couldn't say.
“What do you think about our plans, Dehmatthir?”
“They’re wonderful, except for the minor detail that we don’t know what one we will use,
or as the case may be, which ones we will have to use.” Dehmatthir said derisively.
Friends:
Naturally, Lanas, the wizard, is his oldest friend, more of a father figure to him. He is also good friends with Darith, the king of Bdellith, as well as the captain of the Bdellith army. The three of them have always been friends, since childhood. Dehmatthir is not exactly a "friend" of Rhondin and Allyn, but he would secretly do anything for them. To Allyn, he is a strong (albeit sad) father figure, since she never had a dad, just her grandpa. To Rhondin he's more like an older brother or an uncle.
“I’m not insane,” Dehmatthir said. “I promise.
And I will not do anything to harm you,
cross my heart, hope to die and get run over by William Shakespeare driving a pickup truck
wearing lederhosen and singing ‘Don’t Stop Believin’.”
Allyn blinked. “Wha—Shakespeare? Who’s wearing lederhosen, him or the truck?”
Skills (or Un-Skills):
Dehmatthir is an insanely talented swordsman and, overall, a good fighter. He has honed his skills since childhood and, after the amnesia, that is all that he really remembered how to do. So he kept doing it. He's an excellent horseman, a great practical joker, and a decent cook. He's really bad at cleaning things or keeping things clean, though. He's also very sarcastic and can seem bitter, but never really means his friends any harm. He wouldn't hesitate to put himself in danger or even die for one of his friends' sake.
The wizard snorted. “I,” he said, “have just been fighting practically all night,
have not had any sleep at all, and been given numerous minor wounds. I feel wonderful!"
Fears:
Himself. He is always afraid that he will lose more of his memory; that he will wake up tomorrow and even what he does remember will be gone. He fears the death or injury of his friends, and he is terrified of bugs (especially bees, spiders, and centipedes).
Oh, bother,” said Rhondin.
Dehmatthir continued dragging him along rather noisily, grumbling under his breath.
He burst through the door to their room with a shout of, “ALLYN!”
She yelped, startled, and jumped up as he approached,
the prince protesting as his ear was yanked. “What?”
“Did you take any part in this?”
“Well, Rhondin—OW!”
Dehmatthir had grasped her ear as well, in his other hand, glaring down at both of them.
Loves (or Likes, I suppose):
The healthy smell of sweat and dirt and good honest work. His sword in his hands and the comforting weight of it at his side. Black coffee. Pretty much any kind of food, but especially food cooked out in the wild over a fire. Moments when he forgets that he has lost his memory; when he is so distracted that he almost forgets his troubles. He loves to spend time with his friends, even though he might not seem like it. He also loves it when Allyn gets the better of Rhondin, and encourages her very much.
Five words/phrases that describe this character's personality
(to prevent me from rambling any more):
Strong, sarcastic, grim, angry, willing to sacrifice.
Songs that remind me of this character
(for any reason, this does not mean that I necessarily support or agree with the musical group):
And Lastly...a collage!
