#drade

Oh Drade, He will always be my main baby.

DRADE THATCHER

4: What do they consider to be an unforgivable action? Why? I've been stuck on how to answer this question because it has a lot to do with his character development over the course of the series and I'm not sure how much I want to give away. The simple answer is that he can't stand suffering, and cruelty and death, anyone who would willingly inflict that is irredeemable in his eyes. Drade is impulsive, and quick to anger, and on a certain level, suffering from a gripping sense of isolation. He makes some very bad decisions and gets manipulated, and then can only witness the tragic outcome of his actions. He then has to live with the knowledge that he had committed the things that he comes to see as completely and unequivocally irredeemable.

13: Describe your character's typical wardrobe for the regular day. He has always favoured earthier colours, browns, greens, beiges. Preferring slacks and button up shirts. He also has a brown leather duster, that is noticeably too large for him. It was passed through his family on his father's side since before the war. Because it's so old it's covered in assorted leather patches of varying shades of brown.

23: What is your character's favourite food and who cooks it best? Mushroom dumplings. The way his mother cooked them. He has never since been able to find anywhere that makes them just like she did.

50: How does your sleep at night? Are they a heavy or light sleeper? Do they dream or have nightmares? Do they find it easy to sleep or are they more a night owl? Drade is an irregular sleeper. He finds it easiest to sleep flat on his back. Some nights he'll fall asleep straight away, others he'll stay awake restlessly for no apparent reason. Now when it comes to dreams. He doesn't dream often. However, prophetic dreams are known to exist in this world when certain conditions arise. I'll delve more into how those work in later posts when I discuss magic and religion. Drade does have a few prophetic dreams over the course of the story.

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Drade Thatcher

I know that Drade has gotten a little too much love lately. But really I’m picking him because his playlist is the most “complete”.

To be honest there were a few good songs so it was hard to pick between them.

Coming Undone - KoRN

Keep holding on When my brains tickin' like a bomb Guess the black thoughts have come again to get me Sweet bitter words Unlike nothing I have heard Sing along mockingbird You don't affect me

My Body is a Cage - Peter Gabriel

My body is a cage that keeps me From dancing with the one I love But my mind holds the key I'm standing on a stage Of fear and self-doubt It's a hollow play But they'll clap anyway

This Night - Black Lab

There are things I regret To can't forgive You can't forget There's a gift That you sent You sent it my way So take this night Wrap it around me like a sheet I know I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep 

Aww. I love my boy Drade. If someone asked me which one of my OCs I’d most like to give a hug and tell them it’s going to be ok. It’ll probably be him.

C3. what is their ideal comfort day?: Hmm, despite how difficult it can be for him to form connections with other people. Being with his friends and just having carefree fun. For him it wouldn’t really matter what they were doing. But, he can be a bit temperamental, and has mood swings, and emotional outbursts. So there’s nothing to say that he won’t accidentally highjack his ideal comfort day.

J2. who makes them happy?  Growing up on Durst Ridge he only had two friends. Darius and his cousin Joanna. But after he becomes Elzor’s apprentice at the age of 12 and moves to New Eleanore. Although he has close bonds with a few of the other apprentices it’s definitely Andriel who makes him the happiest. During the beginning of their apprenticeships the two both feel a bit outside the group, and Drade is the first to realise that what everyone perceives as aloofness, is actually shyness. The two understand loneliness and isolation and relate to each other closely, despite having very different up bringings. Throughout his whole life, when his emotions flared and he lost control, no one could ever sooth him like Andriel.

N5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do?  Becoming an apprentice spellbinder for one. Keep in mind that all the human spellbinders were all killed during the War of the Dragon. And Dragon Magic is an art that can only be taught, one can’t learn it on their own. No matter how many people have tried. His best friend Darius was the son of a knight, He had no choice but to be squired to his father and have a military career. So when Drade, Darius, and Joanna became friends they swore a pact to all aspire to join the Royal Guard, the elite unit commanded by General Kaidence. When Elzor offered Drade his apprenticeship he originally wanted to decline, he was still intent on joining the Roayal Guard with his friends. It was Darius who insisted he go for it.

Aside from that, Drade later in the series does go on to do some really messed up things that he never thought he would do. Partly from his emotional impulsiveness, partly from his naivete, and partly from being manipulated.

T3. is it obvious when they’re lying? Pretty obvious. He’s a terrible liar, and that does sometimes get used against him. He’s pretty aware of it. So he’ll usually remain doggedly silent when pressed. Which in itself is usually a give away.

Y5. what’s your favorite thing about them?  Oooh. It’s hard to say. I think there’s a lot of my younger self in him. I like his duality. He can be vicious and cruel when his mood turns dark, but he also has an incredible amount of empathy and compassion. He’s just so... Confused, and Angry. For most of the series. Like I said, if I could give any character a hug and say “It’s going to be alright”. It would be him.

Mind you, most of the characters need it.

Aww! Thanks!

Drade, my precious baby. Sometimes I just want to give him a hug.

😳 - how do they act when they’re nervous?  It’s a fine line between nervousness and anger for Drade. He can usually keep  a lid on it when in the calming influence of someone he’s close to, where it manifests as frantic energy, like pacing or fidgeting. Otherwise... Too many times in the series does his anger cause him to make bad decisions.

😴 - what’s the longest they’ve gone without sleep? Is skipping sleep a normal occurrence for them? Usually Drade sleeps regularly. He falls asleep quite easily usually, but sometimes is lazy and doesn’t get out of bed as early as he should if left to his own devices. Though due to events that happen later on he does go through a period of actively avoiding sleep and does go through a few days on end without it. But it definitely takes it’s toll. 👀 - how do they make eye contact? Do they use it as a gesture of power or subservience? Does giving it or witholding it mean something to them, or to the people around them? He generally tends to avoid direct eye contact. He can tolerate it for a few seconds, but if made to maintain it will quickly get uncomfortable and look away. I think that also plays into his close friendship with Andriel. Due to the Eriarnore black on black eyes, he doesn’t feel so uncomfortable looking into their eyes.

197 A.D

The royal palace at the capital city of New Eleanore had been renovated and reconstructed countless times since it was first built almost two hundred years ago. Back in those early days, as the newly appointed Court Spellbinder, Elzor had direct control over his wing of the palace. Ensuring he had access to all the facilities that he would require in his position. One such amenity was a set of meditation rooms. Although quite simple in the palace’s initial construction, these days the floors were layered with brightly polished black and white tiles, a colourful quilted meditation rug taking centre place, and the walls were etched with carvings like the entirety of the splendid royal palace. Drade, who had come from much simpler means, would often marvel at the luxurious palace he now called home. Even after several months of living here.

It was in one of these meditation rooms that Drade sat, cross legged, opposite Elzor. His palms rested easily in his lap, his head was tilted forward and his mess of neck length brown hair fell across his face. Synchronously they drew long, deep breaths. Otherwise remaining completely motionless. The room had no windows and was kept lit by several electric lights fixed to the walls but a small watch lay between the two to keep time. It was gold with an inlaid silver pattern. Drade knew it must have been expensive, not only was it ornate but it was specially cased to be completely inaudible.

Eventually, their eyes opened in unison. Drade exhaled slowly and a wide grin crossed his face. “Wow,” He murmured in deep relaxation. “That feels amazing.” Elzor chuckled loudly and deftly jumped to his feet, rubbing his pale blue hands together. “Yes, I expect it would. We’ve attuned a large amount of magical energy in this room together.” After quickly stretching his arms and legs, which had lost some of their feeling due to the long inactivity, Elzor picked up the watch. “Three hours and forty five minutes.” He exclaimed. “I do believe that’s a new record for you my boy.”

Drade slowly and tenderly stood up. He had an acute awareness in all of his senses. He could see the faintest flakes of dust floating in the lit room, hear the swishing of Elzor’s robes, and feel the very air as it flowed against his skin. But most of all, he felt a mysterious energy pulling at him from the world beneath his feet. Like an ethereal anchor tethering him to the earth, almost replacing gravity itself.

“I can feel it,” He said in sudden realisation. Elzor looked at him questioningly. “I can feel the energy, I’ve never felt anything like this.” Elzor nodded knowingly. “I knew we would have this breakthrough soon. You have improved so much since you arrived fifteen months ago. When we first started these sessions you couldn’t even meditate for five minutes.” Drade smiled sheepishly, standing in place, feeling blissfully rooted to the magical energies. The impatient and impetuous boy from Durst Ridge seemed a whole other life, long forgotten.

Elzor rubbed his smooth chin as he continued to talk. “Meditation cleanses and relaxes the soul and the body. Like tuning a radio, we more clearly receive the pure magical energy that us Spellbinders draw on to cast our spells.” He stepped closer to Drade, who began to sense the immense breadth of the power that Elzor was capable of channeling. “But you already know that,” He put his pale blue hand on Drade’s shoulder, his mysterious pure black eyes looking into Drade’s hazel ones. “So I think it is time that you finally learn what it really means my boy.” “Really? Cast a spell?” The smile on the boy’s face grew. “Yes, this is the perfect opportunity. Be mindful though, attuning your body to these magical energies is a long process that will take a lifetime to master. This is only a simple spell, and it may take some practice to cast easily.”

Drade nodded quickly in agreement, and Elzor stepped back. The Eriarnore held out his right hand and, with a swift flourish of his wrist, a luminous ball of light appeared in his hand. He held it there for a second and with a similar gesture, the light disappeared again. “Several key things to keep in mind” He said, as Drade slowly repeated his hand gesture. “Precise hand movement is not nearly as important as will. You need to feel the energy flowing through you as you harness it for your spell. Dragon Magic is feeling and intuition.” Drade didn’t really understand what that really meant, but he readied himself, holding out his hand. He concentrated on the anchoring feeling of the energy and envisioned the floating ball of light in his hand. He inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled through his mouth. And with a flourish, swished his wrist around.

And there, in his upturned palm, was absolutely nothing. “Not to worry.”Elzor said encouragingly. “Casting the first spell is always the most difficult. Once you know what sensation you’re looking for, it will come much more easily.” Drade continued to try swishing his hand a few more times in quick succession, but to no avail. He could feel frustration tearing at the edges of his senses, the perceived attachment to the world he felt before was waning. “No,” Said Elzor, stepping close to Drade again. “Don’t allow yourself to be distracted, embrace the flow of power surging within you. Harness it, feel it. The power will bend to your will but you must also give it the freedom to swell within you.” Again, Drade sensed Elzor’s incredible gulf of potential energy. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. The magnetic energy welled into him again. Loosening his muscles, he embraced the sensation of the ethereal magic spreading into his arms and fingers, like a strange, soft tingling. He held his hand up again, and swished his wrist. For just an iota of a second, he felt the sensation of resistance against his hand movement, as if his fingers were catching onto the fabric of the universe itself. He followed through with his gesture, pushing against the resistance, pulling through the magic from within himself.

Drade stood there in a stunned silence as the bright orb of light lay in his hand. “YES!” He shouted, He jumped up and down for a moment but then stopped, worried his lapse in concentration might cause the light to dissolve. But Elzor chuckled. “No, once you’ve already cast the spell, it exists and you do not need to maintain it.” He closed his hand around the orb, its weightlessness gave him the impression that it would be fragile, but his squeezes didn’t seem to affect it whatsoever. He turned his hand upside down, but the globe remained stuck in place.

Elzor strode over to the light switches next to the door. He flipped them off, but the clear white illumination from Drade’s spell lit the room almost as brightly. “Congratulations Drade,” He said with a smile on his normally passive face. “You have just cast the light ball spell.” Drade continued to stare at the orb of compounded light in his hand. Although it was brighter than the battery powered torches Drade had used, the light did not seem strain his eyes. “This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.” He said simply. There were no words he could possibly use to describe the mixture of wonderment and pride he was feeling.

He waved his arm in the air suddenly, throwing shadows over the walls. “Hey, can I throw it?” “Only you can know that, it’s your spell after all.” Answered Elzor flatly. Drade attempted to pitch the light like a ball a few times, but it stayed firmly stuck in his palm. Elzor strode forward and caught the boy’s arm mid swing. “Not like that.” He whispered. Drade grinned with realisation, and closed his eyes. With a deep slow breath he felt the magical tether again, feeling the power flow through his veins. He reeled and threw the orb. Again, he felt the sensation of a moment of resistance, like his hand catching an otherworldly hook, and pulling it through into the world with a burst of energy. The light left his hand and flew through the air until it hit the wall at the far end. It held its place there, the etched walls casting strangely shaped shadows.

Drade whooped out loud. “Now I kinda sorta know what you meant by that weird advice you were giving me before.” Being aware of how to channel the energy and the sensations to anticipate, Drade cast several more light ball spells, and threw them consecutively against the wall. “Magic isn’t an exact art.” Elzor continued with his lesson, “As I said before, it will take you your life to master. While stance and gestures do help channel the energy into a spell, it is the will that is the most important.”

Drade nodded and looked at many balls of light stuck against the far wall. It was so brightly illuminated he couldn’t actually see the engraved surface. After having cast so many spells in quick succession, he didn’t even need to consciously focus on the energy flowing through him anymore, the spells just came with his will and the hand movement. “How about we try this.” He said after a few moments of quiet thought. He held up his left hand, and slowly swiped it to the right. He felt that familiar moment of resistance, and the lights on the far wall began to disappear from left to right along with his hand movement, until the room was left in darkness.

Elzor laughed out loud and patted the youth on the head before heading back to door and flipping the lights on again. “That’s it my boy!” He exclaimed loudly. Drade’s smile stayed firmly planted across his face, he had never felt more proud of himself than at that moment. Living with his parents at Durst Ridge, he had never felt any sense accomplishment. His grades were poor, and he was always getting in trouble for one reason or another. Especially when compared to his best friend Darius, the brave and popular son of a knight. But here he was, one of the first humans to cast a spell in two hundred years.

“This is just the beginning!” Exclaimed Elzor, putting his hand on Drade’s shoulders. “ But I think that will be all for today,” continued Elzor, “I guess you would want to fill in the other apprentices.” It was as if Elzor had read Drade’s thoughts. The boy laughed out loud and quickly ran to the corner of the room to grab his satchel. As the euphoria had mostly worn off, his natural inquisitiveness began to return. “So, if I hadn’t wiped those spells, how long would they have stayed there?” He asked, slowing down on his way to the door. “That would depend on how much magical energy you load into your spell.” Replied Elzor in his usual slow speech. “Because your body is only just now opening itself up to magic, it probably wouldn’t have lasted any longer than an hour. Learning to regulate how much magic you use in your spell is a skill that we will cover in future, but until then the power and length of your spells will fluctuate randomly.” Drade thought for a moment. “You said that you chose me and the others ‘cos we were more receptive to magic? Does that mean that only a few people can learn it?” “Anyone can learn magic.” Responded Elzor, picking up his own bag. “But some people have a clearer attunement than others. Magic comes easier, and they can cast more powerful spells.” “You would think there would be more Spellbinders around.” Said Drade, now deciding to wait for Elzor by the door. “Even before they were wiped out in the war.” “Taking on an apprentice means a retirement of one’s career as a Spellbinder. The commitment you make to an apprentice is one that you will have for the rest of your life. Not all of them did, and those that chose to would only take on one, two at most.” “But you took ten.” “Well, I’d hate to brag my boy, but I do happen to be immortal.”

Black Horizon follows two childhood friends Drade and Darius from the small town of Durst Ridge with aspirations to grow up to join the Royal Guard and serve with the famous General Kaidence.

But Drade’s path took a different turn when just after his twelfth birthday he discovered that twelve years prior, Elzor the court spellbinder, had travelled the country testing newborn babies for their sensitivity to magic. And now he was returning to offer him an apprenticeship as a spellbinder. An art that had been lost in Toraan since the War of the Dragon.

Drade decided to take on the apprenticeship and travelled to the Royal Palace in the capital city of New Eleanore. Where he met the nine other apprentices that Elzor had gathered, with home he would spend the next many years studying spellbinding and learning about their universe.

Drade Thatcher: 

Drade grew up with difficulty connecting to other people. Not only did he suffer from general shyness with people he didn't know. But also he became infamous at school for his uncontrollable temper. A lot of the other children, especially older ones, would tease him just for the fun of provoking him. But his good friend Darius and his cousin Joanna were always there to back him up if he got into a scrap.

His relationship with his parents was strained. Especially with his father who had very anti-military sentiments and didn’t approve of Drade’s friendship with Darius. Although they all undeniably cared for each other. His parents had at first chosen not to tell him about Elzor planning to take him as an apprentice, but they found it difficult to tell him and continued putting it off, until Elzor was just days away from his visit.

Despite his difficulties with people. He goes on to form close bonds with the other apprentices, though he typically had little patience for Edi and Cuchal's antics. Due to their shared shyness and dislike of attention, he becomes especially close friends with Andriel.

Andriel:

Andriel is one of the Eriarnore. A mysterious people with aqua coloured skin, black hair, and pure black eyes. They resided in the equally mysterious stone cities of Mithak and Arthnite, located at the two highest peaks in Halidore. However Mithak was destroyed by Dracaenas during the War of the Dragon, now only Arthnite remains.

Unlike Drade, Andriel had been told from the moment she knew who Elzor was that she would be his apprentice. She grew up hearing from her parents how important she was and how proud she was going to make them. She was pressured to continuously apply to her studies and missed out on much of a social life.

Already a bit of a social outcast and with a difficulty in expressing herself. When she first left her home in Arthnite and came to New Eleanore she was taken aback by the colours and vibrancy of human cultures. Due to her shyness she was quite curt with the others. Providing short answers to their questions or just a yes or no when possible. They mistakenly took her shyness for aloofness. Even though she desperately wanted to join in on the friendships happening around her, she did not know how. However she continued to absorb Toraanim culture. Fashion, music, books, anything she could get her hands on.

It was actually Drade, realising that they both shared love for the music of Giddy Goodford, the King of Swing, that they started becoming good friends and helping her slowly open up to the others.

Lorraine Amass:

Lorraine grew up as the middle of three sisters in a family of doting parents and loving siblings who rarely fought. Her parents were a bit over protective and wanted Lorraine to have a "normal childhood", so didn't reveal Elzor's intent to take her in as an apprentice. She found out the day Elzor arrived to offer her directly when she was twelve.

Lorraine had always been incredibly gifted and keenly intelligent. She had a penchant for mathematics and before Elzor came she was dead set on attending university and studying some kind of advanced science.

She took the change of direction in her life in stride and went to spellbinding like the industrious student she always was. And of the ten she was the first to cast a spell, though the others were soon to follow. Her scientific inquisitiveness would soon come into play and she began experimenting a lot with spells. Combining her knowledge of science with her manipulation of magical energy.

She has a fairly hyperactive nature and is easily excitable, especially when talking about science. Although close friends with the other apprentices. They find that sometimes, Lorraine has to be taken in small doses.

Along with Ann, the two spellbinders have an idea of creating a school of spellbinding once they have finished their apprenticeships with Elzor.

Edi Tars:

Edi grew up in one of Toraan's most populated central cities. As such he gets along well with fellow city boy Cuchal, and feels very at home in the metropolitan capital of New Eleanore.

He was raised an only child in a fairly busy household. Both parents worked constantly, so he spent most of the time out with friends, pulling pranks and causing general mischief. Nothing too serious but he and his friends had a bit of a reputation that ranged from lovable scamps to lawless thuggish urchins depending on who was asked.

His parents had told him about Elzor's visit and that he was wanted as an apprentice when he was about ten. His decision was instant and he didn’t even comprehend why anyone would not want to live in the palace and learn to be a spellbinder. But when the time came he found it difficult to leave his family and friends behind. But he often finds himself wondering in secret if his leaving made life easier for his parents.

He gets on well with most of the apprentices but due to his nonchalant attitude and his constant pranks, he occasionally rubs the more serious apprentices like Drade, Zach, and Iseult the wrong way.

Cuchal Perileas:

Cuchal is the only apprentice to have grown up in the capital city of New Eleanore. He is pretty familiar with the palace and the surrounding area, and is usually the leader when the group ventures out of the palace. When people first meet him he seems to come off as quite antagonistic and aloof. But those that spend a lot of time with him grew to understand that it was just his humour, and the more he made fun of you, the more he liked you. After becoming fast friends with Edi, the two became the class pranksters.

The eldest in a family of three children, his parents were financially well off and Cuchal grew up often getting his way. He was also quite intelligent and observant and quickly knew how to read people and get them to do what he wanted. His parents told him about Elzor’s apprenticeship when he was nine years old. The already active chip on his shoulder only grew from then on.

Cuchal has a reputation of being the mean one of the group due to his jabbing sense of humour. Although he never purposefully goes out of his way to hurt other peoples feelings, he can sometimes take a joke a little too far, and with him and Edi egging each other on, trouble was always expected.

Ann Bath:

Ann is a PSP baby. The second youngest among four adopted siblings raised by two mothers. Their home was extremely loving and nurturing and Ann was raised to believe that being kind and true to others is among the most important things in life. Of course, honesty being part of their values, her told her about Elzor's apprenticeship as soon as she was old enough to understand. And she grew up excited for the day in which Elzor would come to take her away, but also sad that she would be leaving her home and her family that she loved dearly.

Unfortunately, some of her siblings grew jealous of her opportunity, and on the odd occasion it caused some friction and arguments. However, her home was mostly a happy one.

Due to her kind, fun, but not overly bubbly demeanour, she got on well with all the other recruits, but especially Julienne who had a similar outlook. Lorraine and Ann together had the idea of starting some kind of school of spellbinding once they completed their apprenticeships.

Lotanna  Mbanefo:

Lotanna was raised in a large family. He was the oldest of six at the time he was taken to New Eleanore by Elzor, and his parents continued to have even more children after he left.

Raised in a very strict and traditional Central Katachan household. He was home schooled and only associated with other children from traditional Central Katachan families. He grew up speaking Inbebo, and only learned to speak Toraanim later in his childhood. He retains a strong accent, but can speak Toraanim fluently.

When Elzor told his parents that he wanted to offer Lotanna an apprenticeship, they were extremely hesitant. However they eventually agreed that it would be the best for the family. Lotanna himself had not really been given a choice, instead his parents told him that he would be Elzor’s apprentice when he returned.

When he first met the other apprentices, he automatically gravitated towards Lorraine, being of Central Katachan descent herself. Though he quickly discovered they had pretty much nothing else in common as she wasn't raised in the traditional manner he was and her loud excitable nature clashed with his almost stoic quiet reservation. However he does grow a close connection with Iseult as they share a similar outlook on social interaction. They can spend hours enjoying each other's company without saying a single word.

Iseult Lim:

Iseult grew up the youngest of five siblings in a small town, unable to make herself heard over her louder brothers and sisters in a household that was always shouting about something. When friends would visit they'd always comment at how everyone seems to yell at each other all the time, but the Lim children would just shrug and say that's how they are.

Iseult developed a quiet and reserved nature. When she does speak she is often snappy, concise and straight to the point, leaving little room for anyone to interrupt. She had a reputation among her group of friends as being the "stoic one".

Her grades at school were average. But more so, she had no idea what she wanted to do after graduation. So when Elzor arrived and offered her an apprenticeship, it was a huge relief and she leaped at the opportunity.

While living with the apprentices at the Royal Palace, she still retains her quiet and precise nature, and gets on the best with Lotanna due to their shared dislike of small talk.

Julienne Spires:

Julienne was raised in a tight knit North East Katachan community, though not as traditional or orthodox as the one Lotanna was raised in.

The eldest of four, Julienne went to a public school, Of all the people she knew, whether through family or school, none could say that they disliked her. She was warm, outgoing, and always had a way of connecting with everyone on some level. Usually upon meeting new people she made it a point of immediately finding shared interests, or anything they had in common.

Her parents had told her about Elzor’s apprenticeship when she was nine years old. She was so excited that she told everyone, all her family and acquaintances. Of course most people didn't believe her until Elzor came to take her to New Eleanore. It somehow became a huge event where everyone in the neighbourhood came to see if it was really him. It certainly took Elzor by surprise, but he took it in good humour.

Typical of her nature, She gets on exceptionally well with all the other apprentices, but is especially close to Ann. She often acts as mediator if she sees a fight about to break up, and is sometimes jokingly called the mother of the group.

Zach Twentley:

Zach was the third child in a family of four. His mother was a knight, and all his life he believed he was going to be squired to her and be knighted himself and have an arranged marriage, basically everything that was expected of a child of a knight. However, it was only about a week before Elzor was set to arrive that his parents told Zach about Elzor's offer.

Although the conversation was framed to Zach as his choice. His parents had clearly already made up their minds. And Zach, being raised to expect that his life choices would be dictated to him by his family, had accepted it without question. However in coming years, he would resent his real lack of choice in the matter as well as the loss of his noble status. For nobility via knighthood, and all the privileges inherent with the title are lost if they are never knighted. However despite this, he does not regret having been apprenticed to Elzor, becoming a spellbinder, and all the friends he's made along the way.

Zach is very logical minded and values rationality above all else. His straight forward manner can seem brusque at first, but he never goes out of his way to be rude, and when proved wrong, he's the first to admit it. When things turn bad, he's the first to step in take control. Quickly figuring out plans and solutions. He usually ends up being the leader when things go balls up and Elzor is not around.

Although he doesn't approve of Edi and Cuchal's pranks, he'll usually turn a blind eye as he realises there really isn't any point in trying to put a stop to their, mostly harmless, fun.

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