Raziel99
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
Alexander was slowly moving down the forest pathway, the long forest path through the Eldrich forest. He would need to stop somewhere in there, to rest, since it was a long trek. And, his horse needed to rest as well. Alex and his steed traveled the land, helping when it was needed. He kept to himself most of the time, though there were times when he would spend time in the company of a good man. He was known for killing many bandits and dangerous creatures, destroying a Doom Lord not too long ago.
About noon, they had reached the midway point of the Eldrich pass, where there was a large lake at the road. Alexander dismounted his steel, letting the horse feed off the grass in the strangely empty glade. The only point in the whole forest that you could see the sky from, the lake was pristine, completely clear of any debris. Sitting down at the edge of the water, Alexander let his mind wander, eyes closing for half a moment before opening, laying himself back on the ground.
He wasn't a oddity of warriors, at least in body. He was lean but toned, strong with a sword. His armor was steel, the grayish-silver tone of it gleaming in the sunlight. He wore the full plate mail, his helm off right now to rest. He had medium length, somewhat shaggy brown hair, that was fallen back from his face. The sharp angels of it caught the eye of many women, but they couldn't keep up with a man that was constantly on the move. His blue eyes looked up into the sky, His mind listening for some sort of calling.
About noon, they had reached the midway point of the Eldrich pass, where there was a large lake at the road. Alexander dismounted his steel, letting the horse feed off the grass in the strangely empty glade. The only point in the whole forest that you could see the sky from, the lake was pristine, completely clear of any debris. Sitting down at the edge of the water, Alexander let his mind wander, eyes closing for half a moment before opening, laying himself back on the ground.
He wasn't a oddity of warriors, at least in body. He was lean but toned, strong with a sword. His armor was steel, the grayish-silver tone of it gleaming in the sunlight. He wore the full plate mail, his helm off right now to rest. He had medium length, somewhat shaggy brown hair, that was fallen back from his face. The sharp angels of it caught the eye of many women, but they couldn't keep up with a man that was constantly on the move. His blue eyes looked up into the sky, His mind listening for some sort of calling.