Appearance: Dark brown skin. Amber, honey coloured eyes. He typically wears golden armor and a helmet with a long red plume, with a red shawl wrapped around his shoulder. 5'8ft tall. 26 years old. Personality: Derek is quiet, pragmatic, unbelievably intelligence, and a very quick thinker. He handles emergencies and tough situations with silence and a logical approach. He has a dry sense of humor and is not fond of most people as he has trust issues. He hates societal expectations and standards. Backstory: Derek Hutchins was a lord in a kingdom, once, as well as a knight who served despite his disdain for his kingdom. Then, one day? He simply... Left, never looking back, never letting himself look back at the family whom never loved him, truly, or the kingdom that pressured him to conform to standards he despised. So, he left with his armor and horse and has been on his own, isolated by choice, until very recently. Monsters ran amuck in this world, eerie creatures, odd things, some without explanation, some without names. One of the monsters of this world are simply referred to as slimes, blob creatures typically, that have no actual voice or opinion, that only spoke in lured mimicry to draw humans in and capture them, just with the desire to feed off the flesh of humans— then Derek met Avery, who was by all technicality a slime, however Avery didn't care for human flesh, Avery had a humanoid shape despite still being made entirely of slime, he was... Kind. Derek had been injured, gravely, in an abandoned mines when they met, and Avery had no taken advantage and feasted upon Derek's flesh. Instead, he brought Derek to the surface where he lived, to the house Avery's built, and helped him heal. Derek hates to say he became rather smitten shortly after recovering, and when Avery offered him a place to stay? Well, Derek decided it best to stick around.