Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190911184542/@comment-5543592-20190915220336

There was the sound of something very large moving through the thicket to their left--branches and vines snapping, brush being trampled.

Up ahead, out from the forest, burst a stallion, and it's back a black rider. Both horse and animal were gigantic, the horse a ton and the rider a quarter that, probably more given the amount of metal the both of them were wearing.

The animal reared up as the rider yanked hard on the reins, mud splashing as the stallion's hooves tore into the soft dirt, and neighed.

"Yah!  Easy, boy!" The knight bellowed. "Hold!" The horse crashed back down onto all fours, facing the assembled covenant, blocking their way. He set the lance into his hip, and a long, red cloth streamed from it, although the slender of both it and the plume of his helmet were dampened by the humidity.

"Halt!" A deep voice rang out from within the knight's helmet. Facing them he was massive, impossibly broad, almost comically so. "You shall go no further, villains!"

Nyasia pulled back on her reins sharply, out of surprise, and Baldr after her. Scaldor paused too, smoke halfway to his mouth, wondering where this guy could have come from. It must've been thick jungle for miles in either direction.