Get Ahead Of The Pack
You see a lot of strange characters wandering around a large city. Sometimes no matter how used to odd people you become you end up doing a double take. No doubt that happened more than a couple times as Niall wandered down the sidewalk.
Niall was a hulking man 6′8″ in height, with ghostly pale skin and gray hair slicked back and tied into a tail at the base of his skull. He wore black scale mail, with a high polish, chains of different lengths and weights draped around his shoulders and hanging down in place of a left arm, and had a bastard sword strapped to his back. A sight to see even for the most jaded of city-goers. Who also were likely to wonder what was could possibly be in the large wheeled case he was dragging along behind him.
He stopped in front of a building and looked up at the sign on the outside. Ingenuity Informatics . That sounded right. He looked in through the front doors and entered, pulling the case in behind him, all the way up to the desk, “I’m here to see Griselda,” The chains hanging from his arm, that were attached to the case behind him, seemed to move of their own accord and pull the case up beside him, “I have this for her.”
