Zarun Ofarun
03-15-2009, 10:23 AM
"Good day sires" the soft voice whispered.
From beneath the beneath the shadowed hood a glint of reflected light sprinkled from the silver eye patch. The other eye, darkened by the comparison with glittering patch, rose underneath the fine brow to meet the eyes of those he spoke to.
"My name, should it please you sires, is Zarun. I have come from the Western lands to seek you out, and it is my hope, to find a place within this world."
The bow across his back was strung and the arrows loose in the quiver. Tall with grace and strength he stood and awaited the answer.
From beneath the beneath the shadowed hood a glint of reflected light sprinkled from the silver eye patch. The other eye, darkened by the comparison with glittering patch, rose underneath the fine brow to meet the eyes of those he spoke to.
"My name, should it please you sires, is Zarun. I have come from the Western lands to seek you out, and it is my hope, to find a place within this world."
The bow across his back was strung and the arrows loose in the quiver. Tall with grace and strength he stood and awaited the answer.