devil
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Post by devil on Aug 1, 2014 5:04:51 GMT -5
Dante stands straight with shoulders square. He is about 6 feet tall though His heavy armor makes him seem taller. He carries upon himself the symbols of Helm. As he has just arrived from a long Journey to cormyr, his gear has seen some wear. A long scythe rests across his back under a large tower shield. A rusty and weathered hand and a half sword rests at his hip. Dante speaks in a rough and to the point fashion though one can tell isn't as rough and tough as he lets on. If he is not introducing himself to people, he is scanning the area, especially towards evil for which he won't hesitate to put down. He has all the looks of a paladin. *This was sent from an iphone, please excuse grammar... And it is good to be here! *
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Post by devil on Aug 7, 2014 18:38:01 GMT -5
A little time has passed and Dante has already settled into the adventuring life in cormyr.
He spends the majority of his time roaming the roads and pushing back those who would take advantage of the weak that use them.
Several times he has returned with a horse drawn cart of dead adventurers and travelers. He would mutter a prayer to the watcher before leaving them at the healers in greatgaunt or the druids temple for burial and head back out.
He is clearly a tired man yet he continues to press the roads and the heathen upon them.
His newly purchased and heavy armor is already showing signs of intense battle.
His scythe has many notches along the handle and a few chips along the blade.
"It is my duty to protect the weak and wear this burden" he would say to those who ask.
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