A familiar face
Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2003 2:11 am
The day is at its peek, and the sun is at its highest point. A young man, cloaked and hooded, walks into trollsbane. His Beautiful red eyes can even be seen under the hood that covers his face, he smirks seeing old friends, and new faces. Trotting slowly, his cloak flutters in the wind at the bottom, it is torn and worm at the edges. Turning to those in the town square, he pulls the hood from his head, revealing a warming, yet somehow mysterious face. Freo had returned. He had taken leave without any warning at all, and seemed to aquire something upon his returned. The wind pushed his hair back, and his cross shaped scar was more visible than ever.
"Ahoy there!" he called to a familiar face, his voice was hoarse, as though he had not spoken in sometime. The smirk on his face, did not fade for sometime. He took a deep breath, and let out the air. "tis good to be back."
"Ahoy there!" he called to a familiar face, his voice was hoarse, as though he had not spoken in sometime. The smirk on his face, did not fade for sometime. He took a deep breath, and let out the air. "tis good to be back."