(http://www.growlanser-realm.com/officialart/chara/lyell2.jpg)<br/>A tall man of broad shoulder and white hair darted through the forests as best he could, the snowy strands practically plastered to his forehead, ears and whatever other skin they contacted. Plat plat plat plat came his steps as he ran.<em>Gotta keep the body warm. Gotta find shelter.</em>He repeated in his head over and over. He was focused and determined. It was those things that allowed him to continue in spite of the cold, the rain and the lightning.<br/><br/>Just as buckets began pouring upon him, he eyed a tower. "Strange. I don't remember any towers out here." He considered pressing on to a more hospitable location. Just as he was about to decide on it, a relatively close lightning bolt changed his mind. His pace quickened, THAP THAP THAP THAP until he broke free from the burden of the weather, nearly losing his balance on the sudden change in terrain. Where he regained it, he would stop to catch his breath.