Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34263072-20180108111029/@comment-31336039-20180108152946

A man hidden behind a hood was advancing towards the Guild. In his back, a damaged bag and a hunting bow hanging on the bag. Under his coat, one could distinguish a leather armor protecting his torso and his thighs. Leather gloves, elbow/kneepads completing the armor set. A light quiver was attached to his right thigh and a gladius to his left thigh. Studded leather boots slammed on the pavement as he approached.

In need, after various misadventures, he had heard of this place and its horrible publicity. In front of the building, he sighed before folding his hood. Revealing a tall man in his twenties (1.85m, almost a giant if we are speaking of middle age human size), slender, with a pale complexion, brown hair and the eyes of a colored between blue and green.

Man: "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" he encouraged himself before knocking the door three times and entering.