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The sound of heavy boots echo on the valley road going from the Gate to the City, for some the sound spells safety and protection for others it spells danger and punishment.
A lone figure gleaming in a silver hue is is seen wandering down the road, the sound eminateing from him. The armor the figure wears appeares heavy enough to crush a human beneath its weight yet he carries it with relative ease, at his side hangs a Silvery hammer that sparks with the purest lightning whenever the figure touches its handle.
He stops up and lights a Cigar with a small wand only to stand near a rock enjoying the cigar in the moonlight.
Unbeknownst to him several pairs of eye watch him from the darkness.....
The sound of heavy boots echo on the valley road going from the Gate to the City, for some the sound spells safety and protection for others it spells danger and punishment.
A lone figure gleaming in a silver hue is is seen wandering down the road, the sound eminateing from him. The armor the figure wears appeares heavy enough to crush a human beneath its weight yet he carries it with relative ease, at his side hangs a Silvery hammer that sparks with the purest lightning whenever the figure touches its handle.
He stops up and lights a Cigar with a small wand only to stand near a rock enjoying the cigar in the moonlight.
Unbeknownst to him several pairs of eye watch him from the darkness.....
