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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 2882245" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p>It was midday when Kuma first came to Prophet's Leap, and the heat was oppressive. He came clad in his segmented silver-white breastplate that shone like a mirror in the unforgiving sun; a man of height and build such that one might fancy his footsteps could be heard in advance of him actually being seen. Save for epaulets and gauntlets, his arms were bare...yet crusted over with some kind of odd, rust-colored horn-like plates. The coloring made some think of a particularly bad sumburn, yet it was obvious he moved without pain. Under the simple steel cap he wore, his face was stern, angular, with pronounced jawline and cheekbones, and square jaw. More of those ruddy...scale-like encrustations ran along both jawline and cheekbone, further defining them. Where his eyebrows should have been was only a bony, reddish ridge that swept around his head; giving way to small, blunt horns over his temples, these partially obscured by the leather flaps coming down from the sides of his cap. Over his shoulder projected the hilt of a massive sword. His cloak was broad and long, and seemed oddly...doubled. One cloak made of flowing cloth, with another "layer" on top stylized to resemble great batlike wings folded.</p><p></p><p>He speaks to no one as he comes into the village, his gaze roving alertly enough that it did not linger on any one person for long. Despite the heat, his skin is dry where it shows. He clomps to the center of the town, leaving a wake of people who...momentarily at least...-pause to watch him warily as he passes. He ignores them in turn, focusing instead on the stone of Prophet's Leap. At its base are a few dried, curled flowers...bygone echoes of former offerings. Kuma takes the waterskin at his side and makes an offering of his own. Water; precious in the burning desert. He then turns his back on the Stone and looks out at the other denizens of Prophet's Leap as he takes a drink for himself...really assessing them for the first time as more than mere potential foes. The shopkeepers, the guards, the vagabonds and the fortune seekers. Standing at least a head taller than anyone near him, Kuma made an obvious and imposing figure...easily seen by anyone who might take an interest.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 2882245, member: 4936"] It was midday when Kuma first came to Prophet's Leap, and the heat was oppressive. He came clad in his segmented silver-white breastplate that shone like a mirror in the unforgiving sun; a man of height and build such that one might fancy his footsteps could be heard in advance of him actually being seen. Save for epaulets and gauntlets, his arms were bare...yet crusted over with some kind of odd, rust-colored horn-like plates. The coloring made some think of a particularly bad sumburn, yet it was obvious he moved without pain. Under the simple steel cap he wore, his face was stern, angular, with pronounced jawline and cheekbones, and square jaw. More of those ruddy...scale-like encrustations ran along both jawline and cheekbone, further defining them. Where his eyebrows should have been was only a bony, reddish ridge that swept around his head; giving way to small, blunt horns over his temples, these partially obscured by the leather flaps coming down from the sides of his cap. Over his shoulder projected the hilt of a massive sword. His cloak was broad and long, and seemed oddly...doubled. One cloak made of flowing cloth, with another "layer" on top stylized to resemble great batlike wings folded. He speaks to no one as he comes into the village, his gaze roving alertly enough that it did not linger on any one person for long. Despite the heat, his skin is dry where it shows. He clomps to the center of the town, leaving a wake of people who...momentarily at least...-pause to watch him warily as he passes. He ignores them in turn, focusing instead on the stone of Prophet's Leap. At its base are a few dried, curled flowers...bygone echoes of former offerings. Kuma takes the waterskin at his side and makes an offering of his own. Water; precious in the burning desert. He then turns his back on the Stone and looks out at the other denizens of Prophet's Leap as he takes a drink for himself...really assessing them for the first time as more than mere potential foes. The shopkeepers, the guards, the vagabonds and the fortune seekers. Standing at least a head taller than anyone near him, Kuma made an obvious and imposing figure...easily seen by anyone who might take an interest. [/QUOTE]
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