Gilgamesh Archer [Completed]

Gilgamesh, having been born into a wealthy family, never had to ask for much during his child, and as such, had a fairly normal upbringing.  His father tried to pull him into business early in life, but to no real avail as Gilgamesh soon lost interest in the subject entirely.  He had no interest in business as it bored him, not even coming close to settling the fire burning within his soul, he wanted more than that, much more.  At a young age, he became obsessed with reading books about the stories of hunters, huntresses, and the creatures of grimm, constantly getting more and more of them, soon practically filling his room to the brim.  He read each and every one of them at least twice, and with each and every book, the burning inside of him only grew brighter.  He soon made up his mind that he would not be a businessman, but a hunter, somewhat to his father's disappointment.  He would not only be a hunter, he would be the BEST hunter.  His mind became filled with images of fame and glory, serving as fuel to drive him relentlessly towards his newly found goal.  His march towards fame and glory began soon, as immediately after becoming of age, he registered at a training school for hunters and huntresses.
Gilgamesh passed through school with fierceness, not allowing himself a moment of rest in his pursuit.  He quickly rose through the ranks of the students, soon becoming regarded as one of the best in the school, known for his relentlessness.  He graduated with top marks, immediately beginning his search of an academy in his race to the top.  To his dismay, however, he soon found all of the available academies lackluster under his gaze, not holding any REAL opportunity to suit his goals.  He spent days looking for one appropriate of his tastes before finding an island kingdom to the north called Bellmuse, something about it instantaneously catching his attention.  It was not yet considered one of the Kingdoms of Light.  Gilgamesh grinned from ear to ear as his internal flames raged, sensing the opportunity he has for so long so dearly wanted.  He clasped his fist tightly as he decided, he would bring Bellmuse into the Kingdoms of Light, and he would be remembered for centuries for doing so.

Oh? So you've forgotten? Dotte said with mild surprise in his voice. He crossed his arms and tilted his head ever so slightly for a moment, thinking of what to say next. Deciding he was going to stay for a bit, he decided that it would be best not to stand awkwardly in the middle of the road and instead chose to start walking towards a nearby tree.

Well, I guess one doesn't really need a reason do they? Dotte said thoughtfully as he put one hand to his chin.
Furthermore so as I myself don't have a reason either. He said, looking up at the sky for a moment before stopping at his destination. He turned to rest his back against the tree he stood next to as he again turned his gaze towards the individual whom he had just met. He paused, studying them for a few seconds before he decided to begin again.

As for my name...
Dotte stopped for a moment as he pondered whether he should introduce himself to this person or not, once again raising his hand to his chin in a thoughtful pose. He finally decided it would be rather rude to not do so, and it couldn't hurt anyway.
I'm Dotte.

Aforementioned Dotte crossed his arms again as he leaned back and gestured towards the individual in black with his left hand.
Now that I've introduced myself, would you mind giving me your name as well? I am indeed curious as to who the...
Dotte trailed off somewhat as he looked at the one he was talking to. He realized that throughout this discussion so far, he had yet to discern their gender. They seemed female, but then again, something seemed off... Realizing that he may be caught staring, Dotte made a decision to play it safe.
...Individual who I just found standing utterly transfixed on the moon, and who also has apparently never seen it before, in the woods, and has also apparently forgotten entirely of what they were doing here beforehand...is. He said as he attempted to hide the mild awkwardness in his posture.