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Javorcek
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 19, 2013
- Location
- United Sates - NY
Dani sighed as her walked next to her large black mare, the beat up leather reigns hanging loosely in her fingers. They had been traveling for quite sometime…so much so that she did not want to burden the animal any longer with her weight. While she herself was not all that heavy, the dragon-scale armor and claymore strapped to her back were.
She was tall, standing at almost 6ft, and broad shouldered, filling out the armor nicely. Dani was an incredibly strong young woman, used to the weight of the armor and sword…feeling naked without them. But today was rather hot and miserable. The only relief she had given herself was to keep her helmet off and store it with the rest of the gear that the horse carried.
The young woman looked very much like a clean shaven boy. Her black hair was cut short in a boyish fashion, her bright blue eyes were piercing and intense…looking as though they belonged to a man who had seen his share of conflict. The only femininity she had was her jawline that was a little more on the delicate side.
The sun was beginning to sink lower and lower into the summer sky…she’d have to set up camp soon. The young Dragon Slayer had been hoping to ride through this particular area that was littered with bandits without stopping. Maybe if she rode for awhile she could make it into town by morning.
She was tall, standing at almost 6ft, and broad shouldered, filling out the armor nicely. Dani was an incredibly strong young woman, used to the weight of the armor and sword…feeling naked without them. But today was rather hot and miserable. The only relief she had given herself was to keep her helmet off and store it with the rest of the gear that the horse carried.
The young woman looked very much like a clean shaven boy. Her black hair was cut short in a boyish fashion, her bright blue eyes were piercing and intense…looking as though they belonged to a man who had seen his share of conflict. The only femininity she had was her jawline that was a little more on the delicate side.
The sun was beginning to sink lower and lower into the summer sky…she’d have to set up camp soon. The young Dragon Slayer had been hoping to ride through this particular area that was littered with bandits without stopping. Maybe if she rode for awhile she could make it into town by morning.