Gabe619
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Theo moved slowly through the crowds as he approached the Palace of Queen Eva. The streets of her city were filled with citizens going about their daily chores under the Greek sun. He glanced up into a pale blue sky and enjoyed the sun on his tanned face. Theo was 29, but already a proven warrior. he led a small band of mercenaries who were currently camped outside of the city awaiting their Captain's deal to be concluded with the Queen. Eva was known as an aggressive monarch, always testing her neighbours patience with small raids. It wouldn't be long before she went to war with one of them, the one she deemed weakest. And so this was the perfect time for mercenaries to ply their trade.
Theo was 6' tall, toned and muscular with dark brown curly hair and a close trimmed beard. His brown eyes, he had been told by the girls, were gorgeous, but he felt sure it was his other physical features that made him a hit with the tavern whores. He was also strong, stronger than any man in his company, and had, to his knowledge, never been sick a day in his life. The armour he wore, a black metal breastplate with golden edging and a gold hawk embossed on the front along with matching arm guards, leg greaves, a black and gold leather skirt and black knee length boots. His short sword was scabbarded at his waist and as he approached the palaces entrance he saw the two guards watching him closely.
"No one may enter armed." One stated.
"I'm here to see the Queen, to offer the services of my mercenary company." Theo explained.
"Good for you, you still can't go inside with a sword. Hand it over."
With a sigh Theo did as requested watching his sword get placed next to others which lent on the wall. He stepped inside, the cool of the shade instantly making him shiver after the heat of the mid-day sun. He walked through the lavish palace until he finally got to the audience room where others awaited their time to speak to the Queen. He could see merchants, soldiers, ambassadors from other city states all waiting for a good word from Queen Eva. He sat down on a plush chair and stretched out to await his turn.
Theo was 6' tall, toned and muscular with dark brown curly hair and a close trimmed beard. His brown eyes, he had been told by the girls, were gorgeous, but he felt sure it was his other physical features that made him a hit with the tavern whores. He was also strong, stronger than any man in his company, and had, to his knowledge, never been sick a day in his life. The armour he wore, a black metal breastplate with golden edging and a gold hawk embossed on the front along with matching arm guards, leg greaves, a black and gold leather skirt and black knee length boots. His short sword was scabbarded at his waist and as he approached the palaces entrance he saw the two guards watching him closely.
"No one may enter armed." One stated.
"I'm here to see the Queen, to offer the services of my mercenary company." Theo explained.
"Good for you, you still can't go inside with a sword. Hand it over."
With a sigh Theo did as requested watching his sword get placed next to others which lent on the wall. He stepped inside, the cool of the shade instantly making him shiver after the heat of the mid-day sun. He walked through the lavish palace until he finally got to the audience room where others awaited their time to speak to the Queen. He could see merchants, soldiers, ambassadors from other city states all waiting for a good word from Queen Eva. He sat down on a plush chair and stretched out to await his turn.