#wanderingpaladin

[ask-sellsword-luet]

“Luet, my friend! Care for some ale by the bonfire?” (@wanderingpaladin)

“Free brew eh? Well I never say nay ta that! Ha Ha!”

[spearofthelake]

Continued from here. @wanderingpaladin

The discomforted snare that displayed on the soldier’s face was enough to tell him one thing for sure. He was right. Lochlan usually wasn’t particularly fond of lobbing someone’s head right off their shoulders. A swing of her spear prompting it to lay idle at her side. She was not going to attack, let alone try to master her strength against.. him. 

“Maybe yer right about that, mate. Maybe Ah don’t want or need a fight right now. -- ..So what’re you doin’ here anyway..?”  Actually, she hadn’t a clue of who this is! He said his name was Bradley, but, that was all that she could note. The set of armor he was..wearing, however. Her brow raised as she examined it.  “...That armor set.  S’at the real deal? Or did’ja get some blacksmith ta copycat it for ya? That’s Knight Alva’s set! Either ya pillaged it off th’corpse or it’s a fake!”