Re: The start of a journey
Finding himself a comfortable place to sit down, Dalsein pulled his large sword from it's sheath, letting a finger trail across the cold steel. The blade was not of elven make, it was designed for a much larger human, but Dalsein's strong hands had little trouble weilding it, and after making sure it was still in servicable condition, he sheathed it again. The wolf he had found as a cub and raised in the woods near his home at the Elven Court had laid down next to him, resting yet fully aware of it's surroundings at the same time - and whenever someone appeared to approach it's friend and master, it regarded them carefully, meaning to protect Dalsein as he rested.