09-27-2017, 01:59 AM
It is with a look of profound relief that Valdi allows Andra to take the reins of his horse as he slides clumsily down off of the mount. He does not seem inordinately clumsy for a big man, but hie obviously has no skill with horses.
"You have my gratitude lass. Glad to be away from this ill-tempered beast"
A plain looking man, Valdi is still quite the imposing figure, standing well over 6 feet tall, with long red hair tied back in a loose tail beneath his plain iron helm. Several days unshaven growth has left his chin covered in coarse red stubble. He is armoured in a long coat of thickly quilted fabric sewn with metal plates. Perhaps the most noticeable thing, though, is the sheer volume and array of weapons strapped to his large fram, starting with a massive pole-axe slung to his back, a longbow, a crossbow, a brace of axes over his shoulders, and a hammer with a dark iron head hanging from his belt. There almost certainly are some other sharp implements tucked away as well, you are certain of it.
After he unties the heavy burden of boar that had been being dragged behind the horse he removes his gauntlets, then doffs his armoured coat, and with only a cursory nod at the newcomers, sets to work butchering the boars before they can spoil in the heat. W@hen he takes off his coat a brown leather pouch can be seen dangling around his neck, embroidered with some sort of intricate symbol, hard to make out as it swings on it's cord as he works.
"Come brother, we have much work to do. Lady Nexendia, where do you wish us to set the portions that will need salting?"
"You have my gratitude lass. Glad to be away from this ill-tempered beast"
A plain looking man, Valdi is still quite the imposing figure, standing well over 6 feet tall, with long red hair tied back in a loose tail beneath his plain iron helm. Several days unshaven growth has left his chin covered in coarse red stubble. He is armoured in a long coat of thickly quilted fabric sewn with metal plates. Perhaps the most noticeable thing, though, is the sheer volume and array of weapons strapped to his large fram, starting with a massive pole-axe slung to his back, a longbow, a crossbow, a brace of axes over his shoulders, and a hammer with a dark iron head hanging from his belt. There almost certainly are some other sharp implements tucked away as well, you are certain of it.
After he unties the heavy burden of boar that had been being dragged behind the horse he removes his gauntlets, then doffs his armoured coat, and with only a cursory nod at the newcomers, sets to work butchering the boars before they can spoil in the heat. W@hen he takes off his coat a brown leather pouch can be seen dangling around his neck, embroidered with some sort of intricate symbol, hard to make out as it swings on it's cord as he works.
"Come brother, we have much work to do. Lady Nexendia, where do you wish us to set the portions that will need salting?"
