General Clash Warmaker
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- Posted: Sun, 07 Jan 2024 23:13:50 +0000
ddamgaard
*is slightly perplexed looking from where she fell and wonders why she didn't hurt more*
The heck?
Hello?
*Picks herself off and dust's off her dress while scouting the bar*
The heck?
Hello?
*Picks herself off and dust's off her dress while scouting the bar*
Soldieresque, standing tall and brick-like, he stepped clearly into the light, which bathed his scar-marred visage, only for the single lady in the tavern to behold an old, pink line which ran diagonally across the bridge of his aquiline nose from above the right eyebrow to below the left eye. Illuminated by the synthetic brightness, his ovular yellowy orbs shone incandescently in the cast luminosity, seeming to shine in his deeply tanned face like dual dead stars in a vaulted night sky. Bootsteps echoing dully through the inside expanse, he approached the strange woman who stood before him. His cherry lips twitched, and the right side of his mouth curled up in a wolffish grin. The well-oiled machine’s bass voice came out in a low susurration as he cast his gaze upon the girl in his company, snapping his own brown-haired head back before he spoke.
“‘Allo, there, lass. Might I enquire as to your name?” Even as he genuflected, his right hand slowly, softly fell upon the handle of the sheathed black katana hanging from his belt at right hip-side. He did not want any trouble, and if this female proved froward, he would dispatch her in the only way he knew how to: quickly and efficiently.