desertpaladin
Supernova
- Joined
- May 31, 2009
Giving a long sigh as a bit of smoke flowed from his lips Lance walked down the forest pathway. He hoped that the information that he had heard from that strange panicked man was right and not just some bandit's feeble attempt at an ambush. A few had tried to ambush him in the past but they all were usually left in a pool of their own blood, if not a worse fate. Now despite the fact that Lance had just exhaled smoke he was not smoking a pipe or anything else, no he was just using a bit of his gifts... he was part dragon, his grandfather being a half dragon and the DNA was still alive and kicking in Lance, though it only showed with his eyes which were reptilian slits and had very interesting shade of green. He was also given some amazing strength and agility as well as the ability to breathe fire. Other than that he appeared human. He stood at an impressive height of 6'4" and was built like what would be the middle ground between an ox, pure muscle, and a cheetah, pure athletics. His hair was long and brown like the earth with a bit in front of his face but the rest was tied into a pony tail behind him, though the hair did not go down very far, just a little past mid-shoulder blade.
He was dressed in an interesting fashion as well. He wore a tunic and some pants under the armor he wore but his armor was a combination of both plate and hardened leather. He had a plate gauntlet, shoulder guard and elbow guard on his left arm as well as a plate breastplate. He had some more plate armor that protected his lower legs. Meanwhile he also had many leather belts wrapped around his abs and a leather gauntlet and shoulder guard on his right arm. His feet were protected by leather boots, the last thing that he had on him for clothing was a cloak that he had on with the hood down at the moment. On his back strapped there by many leather belts was a massive two handed sword that looked too heavy for someone of his size to carry but he seemed to be very relaxed and ok with carrying the massive weight. His reptilian eyes looked back and forth carefully making sure to take in everything so as not to be snuck up on.
From what the man in the last town had said, he was a runner for some noble who apparently had decided to piss off the local bandits. Now they were attacking her city and innocent people were being killed and raped if the bandits were on a bad day but just looted if it was a good one. He knew the people would not be able to last long once a bandit group suddenly became feral so he had decided to at least check out the town. While he did believe in the greater good he also was a mercenary so money and or women usually was what gave him final say, he did not do things for free after all. Placing his leather gauntleted hand behind his neck he shifted it back and forth cracking it as he sighed and he then kept moving seeing the town growing in the distance. He smiled and he began to head inside of the town, figuring most would be rather run down if not completely destroyed by the bandits.
He was dressed in an interesting fashion as well. He wore a tunic and some pants under the armor he wore but his armor was a combination of both plate and hardened leather. He had a plate gauntlet, shoulder guard and elbow guard on his left arm as well as a plate breastplate. He had some more plate armor that protected his lower legs. Meanwhile he also had many leather belts wrapped around his abs and a leather gauntlet and shoulder guard on his right arm. His feet were protected by leather boots, the last thing that he had on him for clothing was a cloak that he had on with the hood down at the moment. On his back strapped there by many leather belts was a massive two handed sword that looked too heavy for someone of his size to carry but he seemed to be very relaxed and ok with carrying the massive weight. His reptilian eyes looked back and forth carefully making sure to take in everything so as not to be snuck up on.
From what the man in the last town had said, he was a runner for some noble who apparently had decided to piss off the local bandits. Now they were attacking her city and innocent people were being killed and raped if the bandits were on a bad day but just looted if it was a good one. He knew the people would not be able to last long once a bandit group suddenly became feral so he had decided to at least check out the town. While he did believe in the greater good he also was a mercenary so money and or women usually was what gave him final say, he did not do things for free after all. Placing his leather gauntleted hand behind his neck he shifted it back and forth cracking it as he sighed and he then kept moving seeing the town growing in the distance. He smiled and he began to head inside of the town, figuring most would be rather run down if not completely destroyed by the bandits.