Mar 5, 2020
(Secondary Face Claim incoming. I can FINALLY show off Bill’s leaning against his hand pose AND the eye patch that he usually wears. Not to mention... Hanadori Kabuto is VERY attractive)
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(Secondary Face Claim incoming. I can FINALLY show off Bill’s leaning against his hand pose AND the eye patch that he usually wears. Not to mention... Hanadori Kabuto is VERY attractive)
The Rising Sun ( Eoin in Hammerfell open ~ )
Eoin Lothrry had been in Hammerfell for three months now. At first he was miserable, the heat getting to him since he was born and raised in the cool rainy mountains of High Rock. He sailed from Daggerfall to Sentinel in Hammerfell three months ago, though he was out of his element here. He was used to tracking forests and mountains not dunes and jungles. The smells and sounds were so foreign to him he felt like a child.
But he fell in love with the city, he fell in love with the people and the culture so he stayed. He packed up his normal ranger clothes in favor of light cloth and leather. Breathable and still warm enough for the freezing desert nights. After three months of doing odd jobs and mercenary work he felt more at home in Sentinel but was itching to see more of the country. He wanted to see the vast Al'ikir desert and see the blue waters of Stros M'kai.
But there Eoin walked, dressed in his loose native clothes, his pack on his back and hood over his head as he went through the bazaar of Sentinel. The air was thick and heavy with heat, the breeze smelling of the salty ocean from the docks and spices from all over. The air always seemed to be alive here in Hammerfell, like it caressed his stubbled face with unseen hands with scents of flowers, exotic spices and salt.
He eyed the merchants haggling prices and selling wears of all kinds. Even here he was a dark shadow amongst the bright colors. His clothes plan and basic as he was walking cloaked through the throngs of people come to buy and sell. He was looking for work, on his way to accept a mercenary job from some noble in the city.
((Looking for new second fc since Genevive Padalecki doesn't have the exact right look for Raven. And I finally found someone who might be perfect, and she kind of looks like Eva Green too.
Meet Katie McGrath