The Peasant Among The Treasures
Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2021 2:27 pm
Frost 22 120
Avialae
7’ 3”
210 lb
White Wings
Ice blue eyes
Golden Hair
The Peasant
Among The
Treasures It was one of his half days and so Pah took the chance escape from the fortress, and even from his family for the day. He wasn’t really tired of either, but he felt like doing something different on this day, and so he had downed his normal everyday clothing and taken to the streets of the city. Pah’s clothing were well made and very practical, but weren’t particularly fashionable, and he stuck to what he had heard a rich woman once call peasent colors. Pah while recognizing the insult took pleasure in knowing that he and his family blended well into the crowd.
The young man though was conscientious of his clothing on this particular trial. He had meet with Talon and Aoren last season when they had found themselves exploring the Warren’s together. The white winged Avialae had dropped in and offered some help. They had continued farther into the Warren’s together after that. At one point though the other Avialae had invited Pah to visit his shop. It had been specifically in regards to a conversation they were having about making a concoction that helped Reavers recover from the after effects of using there pact.
Pah had been impressed by the other young man and so decided to visit the shop regardless of the potion. The young man hadn’t ever been in a shop like this. His bound weapon and personal armor was supplied by his family, and the rest by the guard. Because of that he hadn’t ever actually been to a forge that didn’t specialize in the wagons, and shoeing animals.
The glacier blue eyed young man didn’t pause at the sight of the shop but walked in though there was a slight hesitation in his step. He moved a bit in before pausing to look around. It was an impressive sight, but with his warrior upbringing he didn’t stop a gauche. Instead he took slowly and steady paces around the from of the shop and took in the various items, he was slightly stunned by what he saw. The wealth in this place was impressive, and skill equally so. Pah had flash backs to once going with his father to the Armory, when they had get his older brother larger armor after a rather impressive growth spurt.
He felt like that, though all of this was new. The stuff in that armory while had new things had been ancient. Both were brilliant and took the youths breath away. Pah briefly wondered what his life would be like know if the Imperium had stayed home, or they had broken the siege. Then with a physical shake of his head Pah continued to wander the shop until someone approached him.
Among The
Treasures It was one of his half days and so Pah took the chance escape from the fortress, and even from his family for the day. He wasn’t really tired of either, but he felt like doing something different on this day, and so he had downed his normal everyday clothing and taken to the streets of the city. Pah’s clothing were well made and very practical, but weren’t particularly fashionable, and he stuck to what he had heard a rich woman once call peasent colors. Pah while recognizing the insult took pleasure in knowing that he and his family blended well into the crowd.
The young man though was conscientious of his clothing on this particular trial. He had meet with Talon and Aoren last season when they had found themselves exploring the Warren’s together. The white winged Avialae had dropped in and offered some help. They had continued farther into the Warren’s together after that. At one point though the other Avialae had invited Pah to visit his shop. It had been specifically in regards to a conversation they were having about making a concoction that helped Reavers recover from the after effects of using there pact.
Pah had been impressed by the other young man and so decided to visit the shop regardless of the potion. The young man hadn’t ever been in a shop like this. His bound weapon and personal armor was supplied by his family, and the rest by the guard. Because of that he hadn’t ever actually been to a forge that didn’t specialize in the wagons, and shoeing animals.
The glacier blue eyed young man didn’t pause at the sight of the shop but walked in though there was a slight hesitation in his step. He moved a bit in before pausing to look around. It was an impressive sight, but with his warrior upbringing he didn’t stop a gauche. Instead he took slowly and steady paces around the from of the shop and took in the various items, he was slightly stunned by what he saw. The wealth in this place was impressive, and skill equally so. Pah had flash backs to once going with his father to the Armory, when they had get his older brother larger armor after a rather impressive growth spurt.
He felt like that, though all of this was new. The stuff in that armory while had new things had been ancient. Both were brilliant and took the youths breath away. Pah briefly wondered what his life would be like know if the Imperium had stayed home, or they had broken the siege. Then with a physical shake of his head Pah continued to wander the shop until someone approached him.
