Savoredsting
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Ducan stood at the bar. He was a tall Norman, standing nearly 7 feet in height, he often made the other inhabitants have to crane there necks to talk to him. Outsiders of the small logging town of Falcons' Crest, were intimidated by his size. He was any thing but, the children of the small town loved him and the toys he made for them.
He was a striking figure he was clean shaven, his face smooth, unlike others of his land. He kept his long Blonde locks on the multiple braids. Ducan wore a simple kilt of wool with the plaid pattern being blue and grey. His chest was covered in a simple tunic of sky blue and he wore his linnorm skin boots. On his back was his long flowing elven robe of the finest silk dyed grey. But all of this was lost as on his back was the huge skull pommeled sword, a Ziewhander! Its black almost a glassy grey steel and a huge black bone hilt and cross piece.
He grabbed his beer and walked to the table were his companion awaited, they had just cleaned out a few goblins form a near by hovel, and had just collected th reward, it was time to celebrate and may be find a bed to enjoy in their favorite tavern, The Axe man.
Ducan stood at the bar. He was a tall Norman, standing nearly 7 feet in height, he often made the other inhabitants have to crane there necks to talk to him. Outsiders of the small logging town of Falcons' Crest, were intimidated by his size. He was any thing but, the children of the small town loved him and the toys he made for them.
He was a striking figure he was clean shaven, his face smooth, unlike others of his land. He kept his long Blonde locks on the multiple braids. Ducan wore a simple kilt of wool with the plaid pattern being blue and grey. His chest was covered in a simple tunic of sky blue and he wore his linnorm skin boots. On his back was his long flowing elven robe of the finest silk dyed grey. But all of this was lost as on his back was the huge skull pommeled sword, a Ziewhander! Its black almost a glassy grey steel and a huge black bone hilt and cross piece.
He grabbed his beer and walked to the table were his companion awaited, they had just cleaned out a few goblins form a near by hovel, and had just collected th reward, it was time to celebrate and may be find a bed to enjoy in their favorite tavern, The Axe man.