Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20160307203945/@comment-25038310-20160310204346

Although the cloak obscured much of Azruben's sight and Johan's body, Azruben could spot a few notable things, such as the hilt of a dagger and a sword that dangled on his belt, and the quiver that was filled with many arrows hanging loosely on his shoulder.

The bow he held in his right hand was sturdy but light by the looks of it, and his armor offered reasonable protection.

Every piece of equipment signified that the man was cut out for agility, nimbleness and speed rather than brute strength.

Johan briefly looked over his shoulder as he rose an eyebrow at the man.

"Rohan. I hail from Rohan." He lied, although the sheer lack of emotion in his voice would make that hard for anyone to know.