by JoshuaDurron » Wed Sep 22, 2004 1:53 pm
Elias had been awake long before dawn, and had already been outside the city once, observing the weather, checking on the conditions of the roads, and communing with the spirits of nature. Now, he walked into the inn with a purposeful stride and a grinning face. Soon, he would be out in nature again, where he prefered to be, and he would be making himself a little better off to boot.
He no longer wore his cloak, the long garment being rolled tightly and tied to his belt. His leather armor, showing only one or two scuffs on its well maintained surface, was a rich dark brown that seemed almost black in the morning light. However, as it was right next to his own black skin, the illusion was not quite complete. His black hair was braided (as always) and numerous feathers had been woven in at varius points. The wyvern tatoo that wound around his arm gleamed in the sunlight. Strapped to his waist were a number of smaller axes in holsters that were designed to allow them to be easily pulled out, and a larger, heavier ax was slung over his back.
He strode up to the bar, and ordered a small cup of wine, then greeted his companions with a cheerful, "Good morning." He took a seat at the table, seating himself right next to the paladin (who seemed like an alright fellow when not drunk...)