Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Bartiel let out a soft sigh as he rested, moaning a little bit irritably. Dressed in a blue tunic with a brown cape, he rolled over on the grassy, sunny bluff. The kingdom had absolutely, positively insisted on arming him to the teeth. Dammit. The only useful thing in his arsenal was the two-handed bastard sword made of some kind of dragonbane metal. Of course, he'd had to visit another town and had the sword broken down and made into something a little smaller and meant for his build.
With a sigh, the redhead stripped down on the hill approaching the dragon's cave. Instead of the tunic covering a light armor, the tunic covered...well, flesh. Dressed in a tunic and a very simple pair of pants, he sighed, using the leather strap to hold the sword to him. Bartiel was often known as the 'Stranger from another land', brought to the kingdom on a boat. He was an exotic young man, and often persecuted as a demon for his unusual appearance. Bright green eyes in an almond shape, skin almost as pale as paper, and bright red hair which he had let hang in a ponytail down almost to his waist.
Heading towards the cave he stepped over rocks barefooted. Adding to his seemingly but not truly demonic nature was Bartiel's abilities; similar to magic, he possessed something of a spiritual power, giving him great strength and agility. He stood incredibly tall at six feet, and had a lean form which didn't even lok like it would have been able to lift the original dragonsbane sword. Although not drawn, he kept ready to weild the sword, alert and wary of danger.
With a sigh, the redhead stripped down on the hill approaching the dragon's cave. Instead of the tunic covering a light armor, the tunic covered...well, flesh. Dressed in a tunic and a very simple pair of pants, he sighed, using the leather strap to hold the sword to him. Bartiel was often known as the 'Stranger from another land', brought to the kingdom on a boat. He was an exotic young man, and often persecuted as a demon for his unusual appearance. Bright green eyes in an almond shape, skin almost as pale as paper, and bright red hair which he had let hang in a ponytail down almost to his waist.
Heading towards the cave he stepped over rocks barefooted. Adding to his seemingly but not truly demonic nature was Bartiel's abilities; similar to magic, he possessed something of a spiritual power, giving him great strength and agility. He stood incredibly tall at six feet, and had a lean form which didn't even lok like it would have been able to lift the original dragonsbane sword. Although not drawn, he kept ready to weild the sword, alert and wary of danger.