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Re: The Tales of Nemean JeVondair Renodin
« Reply #30: June 14, 2019, 07:36:51 PM »


-PHOENIX COURT 3-


Roleplay from Godric Tórrarin ka Habb


The rains has begun to fall heavily as the temple of the Triumvirate comes into view. Section commanders of the Mounted Toren accept orders to break off leaving Godric, his Captain Honana, and a careful selection to accompany him. Their horses are muscular and powerful, not necessarily swift, but they move like a landslide. Godric's gaze surveils the surroundings with exacting accuracy as the rest of the troops ensure they are moving towards their destination. Breaking forward, Godric halts them and dismounts a short walk from the temple steps. Wordlessly they provide him with his weapons while taking away the heavier pieces of his armour. He remains in gambeson and greaves, a 6 foot spear taller than he and a large round shield of steel on oak.

Godric's most discerning feature is a sharp nose followed closely by his intense gaze. Were his eyes not attached to such a fierce countenance they would be bright and cheerful. Instead they shine wickedly at those who have drawn his attention. He is aged now, hair receding and grey, but his forearms remain approximately the size of oaks. He walks not with a confidence but with a detachment, unperturbed by anything around him. He looks around wisely, as if nothing ever surprises him. Before stepping on the temple grounds he produces a pendant of Tor, murmurs a prayer to it, and replaces it inside his gambeson. He climbs the steps and proceeds to the Hall of Elysia.