Kolath
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Kiel , crown prince and only surviving member of the royal family of Beruna, walked through the high field of wheat pressing on through to the nearest town. His dark green cloak hung long down to his feet with the dark hood pulled up shadowing his face from any prying eyes. A large jeweled sword hilt protruded from behind him the only remain piece of the family treasures. Along with the sword he carried a long yew wood bow with a full quiver as well as two hunting knives one at his belt the other in his boot, and those were only the obvious ones.
Kiel had learned the hard way that often life was decided at the end of a weapon. Finally reaching the main road he stepped out onto it knowing that he was taking a chance by being in the open since the bounty hunters still marked him as a potential easy mark. However he knew that a man coming out of the fields rather then down the main road made a longer lasting impression. He saw the town not far down the road he only hoped he could enjoy a quiet night for once.
Kiel had learned the hard way that often life was decided at the end of a weapon. Finally reaching the main road he stepped out onto it knowing that he was taking a chance by being in the open since the bounty hunters still marked him as a potential easy mark. However he knew that a man coming out of the fields rather then down the main road made a longer lasting impression. He saw the town not far down the road he only hoped he could enjoy a quiet night for once.