Post by Shadow Hunter on Feb 10, 2008 23:42:56 GMT -5
Hunter moved threw the old destroyed path, he had been traveling for days. His normal black stallion was in his kingdom, he know rode a white allusion stallion. His mask was know one that resembled more of a gladiator fighter but, it held a mark that few would miss place with in the dark kingdom.
It was the mark of a champion of the area & so far there had only been one, that one had been him. He had the scares to prove that he had learned to be the best, at what for many was hard to do.
He wore armor that keep him well protected but, allowed him to move with eases. He drew to a stop in front of the ruin of a cathedral, when he then turned to tie his horse out side before moving to enter.