Casimir Lannon is Willem's best friend and also a close friend of Eira's. At eighteen, he is two years older then the them and he also feels it's his place to look after Eira (when Willem isn't around. ;). He grew up in Dublin, his father is the village chieftain and his mother was killed when he was a child.Growing up as a chieftains son, Casimir has always felt a sense of responsibility towards others, and blames himself if anything goes wrong while he's with them. He is tall, well over six feet. He has dark brown, almost black, hair and he can wield a sword easier then anyone else can use a fork. Eira has taken lessons from him, and has learned to love swordsmanship, much to the dismay of her
Casimir glanced at Eira who was beginning to walk away from the clearing with Willem. “I’ll deal with you later.” he shook his finger at Trent and began to walk towards the twins.
“I’ll be waiting.” Trent called after him.
Casimi shook his head, I’m going to be with him for the next several hours?
“What was it you needed earlier?”
She looked down sheepishly, “Nothing really.”
“No, there was something. What was it?”
“Just, be careful! Please. I don’t want you or Kevin or even Trent hurt.”
“I wouldn't worry too much about Trent.” Casmir muttered.
“What did you say?”
“”Oh, nothing, nothing at all.”
“You’ll be careful, won’t you?”
Casimir smiled, “you’re really worried aren’t you?”
“Well wouldn’t you be if your best friend and older brother were in danger?” Eira asked indignantly.
“Of course. I promise, we’ll be careful And you be just as careful as you want me to be, you hear?” he smiled at her.
She nodded, “Alright. It’s a deal. I’ll be praying.”
“And so will I. Now, I’ve got to go and so do you.” he pointed to the men who were already following Aeden out of the clearing. Willem was waiting for his sister at a respectful distance.
Casimir lifted her chin,. “Now, I’ll see you later.” he grinned at her, then began to walk back towards Trent.
“So how’d it go?" Trent asked, a mischievous grin on his face, “Are you ready for the duel?”
“You know what? On second thought I don’t think you’d want to face a duel with me right now. I try not to use my sword when I’m irritated.”
“Are you sure? I mean I wouldn’t want you to miss out on practice on account of me.”
“The sun is below the trees. We need to get started.” Casimir turned and began walking in the direction of Merek’s camp.
Trent grinned and began to follow, “Alright. Whatever you say!”
Casimir groaned, This is going to be a long night.