04-30-2025, 03:24 AM
The young human man walked alongside the caravan guard as well. He was moderately protected in his well made and maintained armour, but it didn't seem to have seen much use. A wooden shield was strapped to his back while an unusual weapon hung at his side. It consisted of a short wooden handle which had a steel chain embedded in one end which was attached to a metal ball with spikes protruding all over its surface. It swung with him as he walked down the road.
His face was young and full of optimism, like so many other would be adventurers in this caravan. He picked up his pace slightly to walk side by side with Kezi, the half orc.
"How far to Saltmarsh do you know?" he asked, smiling to help broach some conversation, "These folk are past due aid in their troubles from what I hear."
His face was young and full of optimism, like so many other would be adventurers in this caravan. He picked up his pace slightly to walk side by side with Kezi, the half orc.
"How far to Saltmarsh do you know?" he asked, smiling to help broach some conversation, "These folk are past due aid in their troubles from what I hear."
