Thread:Auraestus/@comment-27097330-20160819225135/@comment-25344655-20160820042747

After about five minutes of waiting a tall man with a neatly cut brown beard steps in in suprisingly default attire, simple clothing and a suprisingly modest aura around him. The only fancy things he has is the intricate necklace around his neck, laced with gold and a shining red Ruby in the center, and a sword with a steel base and light gold decorations, the blade is of pure obsidian, reinforced at key points by sharp steel to keep it from breaking. He smiles, and looks in this forties, as gray hairs line his face and beard. Despite his casual appearance, he clearly has stress locked away, clearly because of the pressures of a newfound monarchy that has been set in place. He smiles again and seats, telling his guards to stand down, and they immediatly relax, but keep a stern glare at the Tauredain guards. Which had yet to lower their guard.