Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171204071002/@comment-33787399-20171216184830

((I'll be issuing a timeskip for myself, if you don't mind. Just to speed up my already late posts.))

The road was uneventful, but long and tiring for anyone that wasn't the crestfallen knight on his steed. He could already see the settlement of Stormhaven from afar through the gap in his helmet, adorned with his signature red plume that sprung up like a flickering flame on his head. He continued the journey in a somewhat hastened stride as he coaxed his horse to make some haste.

He kept a weary eye on his surroundings ; awfully cautious. He had hear more than enough to know Stormhaven was not always safe and endearing. He glanced at the weapons that dangled on his belt as if he hadn't done so a countless times before whenever he felt danger lurking.

Some thoughts eventually travelled through his mind, which brought to light the subject of Jehanna - the city where he had been born and had left behind most of his family and friends for a life on the road - a life of valor and his own sense of honor. He gazed in the distance somewhat as he let out a sigh. He had a feeling this would not end well for him, but still he continued on, undeterred and not in the least dispirited.