09-08-2014, 01:10 PM
Briar winces as he accidentally slams the door behind himself, moving into the tavern to grab a seat and sit down hard.
"Barkeep, your coldest beverage, please."
He looks disheveled and exhausted, his swords covered in a combination of dirt and what looks to be dried blood.
"Barkeep, your coldest beverage, please."
He looks disheveled and exhausted, his swords covered in a combination of dirt and what looks to be dried blood.
OOG- Matthew Weaver Weapon and Armour Marshal
Briar is seen with swords at his hips and a tabard depicting a winged shield
Briar is seen with swords at his hips and a tabard depicting a winged shield