Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171024033731/@comment-28358106-20171027033744

(Blue team)  The heavy, metallic rhythm of armored footsteps grows until it reveals its source.

The knight makes his way to the rear of the Blue Team's line. His visor is up, showing his sharp, dark eyes, but little more. He carries his DRS halberd in one hand, his unstrapped shield in the other. He kneels and begins tightening his straps and checking his buckles, making sure they are serviceable, working his way up. He tests the position of his scabbard, moving it to his satisfaction. His armor is worn, but well taken care of, and he has the economic movement of a veteran.

He takes a seat on a nearby log, and begins strapping on his shield. He tests its heft, moving his arm in a circular motion, making sure it is secure, but not too tight.

When he's done, he lays his halberd across his lap, and waits.