Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190809175639/@comment-25828117-20190816225538

Graicus had the murmillo helmet up on his head, like a weird metal hat. Ready to be slipped down over his face, where it would cover it entirely. Making him look quite intimidating.

The gladiator wandered over to Forta and patted the horse on the nose and took the spear of hircine from the saddle. The horse seemed uneasy about something by the look of the snorting and rolling of her eyes which prompted Graicus to calm her down.

"It's alright. Don't you worry about me." He said softly as he stroked her long muzzle and neck.

Now armed with the spear, a buckler and a sheathed gladius Graicus rejoined the others and nodded.

"I am ready."