Former Pancake Knight of the Altan Ord and Mercenary of the Nexal Warband.
The grizzled pilgrim wanders the foothills, face set like a flint, vigilantly watching the horizon as he tracks thyme sprig migration. His grim visage bears the weight of a lifetime of betrayal; memories of a golden era lost beneath the thaw as the knight-errant trudges onward.
He wears a black warhorse-hide cloak and an ancient pancake medallion of whitewashed gold. He carries an ivory spear, an ivory axe and a golden mask hangs from his belt.
Hordesman of Feral Ruins since 5 months ago.
7 months ago