Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-17114085-20160106001912

"I apologize for not being a more intimidating escort." Roberto said, letting go of his sword.

He was tall for a Breton, due to his Nordic heritage. His plate armor looked battle hardened from all the battles he fought in the past few months. He had a strong jaw and an air of authority about him. But his youth made him not that imposing.

"I'll rectify that." He summoned a ball of purple magical energy to his right hand and then closed his hand like he was trying to grip the disembodied energy. He then released it, throwing it on the ground in front of them. It opened a portal, summoning his Frost Familiar. "I call him Snow, he'll be joining us during our walk."

Despite what he had said about his skill in magic, Roberto had been able to master one spell. The ghostly white wolf standing there in front of them was a testament to that. He had little opportunity to use Snow effectively in battle, as he lead the cavalry or he stayed behind and commanded from the rear, but the wolf would serve well in this situation. The only downside to the Familiar's presence was that he caused the air around him to become cold.

Roberto doubted that anyone would attack the princess again if there was a chance they'd be mauled by a Frost Familiar.