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| Fintan_de_Marin
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Subject: Arival | |||||
| The sound of galloping hooves announced the arrival of a group. From the forest emerged six horsemen. Each of them on a massive Clydesdale horse. Green doublets of the finest velvet was worn of their white lace collar and cuff shirts. Masks hid their faces. In their doublet collars was a rose, one red, one yellow, one white, one black, one violet. One however stood out from the others. This one wore doe skin trousers and boots. A beautifully embroidered silver rose on his cloak. His rapier hilt seemed to be silver as well, as it shined more than steel ever could. On his cavalier hat was a silver rose buckle on the band rather than a rose on his doublet. Those who had heard of the tales would instantly recognize him as Silver Rose, leader of the Rose Highwaymen. Silver nudged his smoky gray horse forward. "These ruins have never been breached sir, you waste your time. Though I must admire your enthusiasm." He noticed the bruises. "Red...give him some ointment." The highwayman with the red rose trotted over to the adventurer and tossed him a small vial of ointment for the bruises he had produced from his saddle bag. He then galloped back to his position with the others. "We have been trying for months now to break through, and still we have had no results." The others snickered. They had come back to test a theory, but now that there was some one else, they were unsure if he could be trusted. |
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