michael_noah
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"That is a certainty, my newfound friend," says the large fur-clad man in a booming voice. Turning to Tyrol he comments, nudging the man a bit to soundly, "T'would be the better to dissuade them were you to actually sell us some arms for a reasonable price."
He looks then to the newcomers with a broad smile.
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Despite his comments, it is obvious that he has no immediate need for armaments. A curved blade hangs in a scabbard at his waste, and a smaller hooked knife hangs from his belt. A bow adorns his back, complete with quiver, and an oversized buckler is strapped to his arm. Furtrimmed skins and leather skirts frame his large, muscled body. Braided blonde hair falls to his shoulders, and his hazel eyes beam along with his smile.
"That is a certainty, my newfound friend," says the large fur-clad man in a booming voice. Turning to Tyrol he comments, nudging the man a bit to soundly, "T'would be the better to dissuade them were you to actually sell us some arms for a reasonable price."
He looks then to the newcomers with a broad smile.
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Despite his comments, it is obvious that he has no immediate need for armaments. A curved blade hangs in a scabbard at his waste, and a smaller hooked knife hangs from his belt. A bow adorns his back, complete with quiver, and an oversized buckler is strapped to his arm. Furtrimmed skins and leather skirts frame his large, muscled body. Braided blonde hair falls to his shoulders, and his hazel eyes beam along with his smile.
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