With weeping trees and just enough nightfall

Haven Aatte · 10-17-2011, 07:16 PM

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Basically Haven's armor covers his torso, shoulders, upper arms, forearms, thighs, and shins. Drogon has the armor on his face, neck and chest :o Feel free to have the sword hit/miss/do whatever damage you'd like Smile

After the initial charge and skirmish, Haven had found himself broken away from the main group and looked around with fevered jade eyes. Drogon was breathing heavily into the misty air along with his rider. This was their first true test of battle together, not to mention the first test of the armor that had been crafted for them by the traveling blacksmith. The Court Knight was protected by a breastplate, pauldrons, cuisses, greaves, and bracers. The stallion wore a crinet, shaffron, and peytrel. Haven had forgone such protections when they had made their first raid on the tribe, favoring stealth. Now there was no reason to worry about going about unknown, and he was already glad of the metal to helped to protect his body and that of his horse. The Guardians were skilled in the use of weapons, and in particular arrows. The projectiles could easily spell injury or even death, and the armor had already helped to deflect some blows.

Haven was looking and listening intently for any sign of battle around him, but it was the mustang that caught the scent of the AniWayan close at hand. The horse rose onto his hind legs and beat at the air with sharp hooves before charging at the pale, secui-formed enemy. By this time Haven had caught sight of the adversary as well, and brandished his longsword with a yell. As they rode closer, the Aatte swung his sword, hoping it would leave stained with the other man's blood.

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