Deornoth (knight)

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Deornoth Erkynlander

A young man in his late 20ties, knighted by Prince Josua. He remained in Josua's service and was a close friend, deeply devoted to his prince. Sometimes called the “Prince’s Right Hand” by his men in guard service at Naglimund - an odd title especially in regard to Josua having lost his right hand in a skirmish. Also, this title proofs to be part of a prophecy on Sir Camaris."'Deornoth was well-trusted; many called him the Prince's Right Hand. But Josua had poor luck with his first right hand, Deornoth thought sourly (...) I hope he keeps this one longer.' (TDC, ch. 41, p. 590)"From a Hewenshire freeholding, he never had too much love for his father but remembers his mother fondly. Growing up with an older brother and several sisters, he worked the fields and had to care for the farm’s cattle.

He has short, lank, dark hair and habitually wears a light blue coat. From a bet with the Thrithings-man Fikolmij he wins a red steed named "Vildalix" (meaning 'Wild-shine' in the Thrithing's tongue).

When the forces of the Storm King attack Naglimund, he and Josua manage to kill some of the Norns but then are persuaded by Father Strangyeard to flee back to the residential quarters. With the few people still alive there, they escape the fall of the stronghold into the Aldheorte forest. They take a month to pass it in hunger and exhaustion, then make across the High Thrithings towards the Sesuad'ra, to which Geloë leads them.

Deornoth is a POV character in many chapters from the third part of TDC on, his internal monologue giving an insight of his fear for his prince, and showing more and more his deep love and compassion for his sire."He (Josua) needs peace. He needs rest. I wish I could stand at the foot of his bed and protect him while he slept for a year. (TGAT, ch. 3, p.52)"

He died killing the Thrithing mercenary Lezhdraka in the Battle of the Lake of Glass (SOF) and was buried on the Sesuad’ra.

Revered by Josua, who named his son after him, as the perfect knight and his best friend."'Make me a knight, Josua,' he told me on the day I first saw him. 'I wish to serve as Camaris served. I wish to be your tool and God's, for the betterment of our people and our land.' That is what he said. (...) He was a fool – a holy fool. (TGAT, ch. 23, p. 380)"