Kreeth listened to the conversation with mild interest. A Berserker, was he? That was fascinating. He didn't look the type. In her admittedly limited experience, they tended to be gigantic muscle-bound idiots who liked to throw their weight around.
This man wasn't that. He was probably a little over six feet tall, slender and the long hair, tied back as it was, gave the impression he was effeminate, even if when you looked properly at his face, he wasn't the wrong side of the line. It was hard to imagine him being vicious and physical in battle. He looked like a mage, even if he didn't feel like one. He didn't feel like anything.
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Date: 2018-05-06 07:39 pm (UTC)This man wasn't that. He was probably a little over six feet tall, slender and the long hair, tied back as it was, gave the impression he was effeminate, even if when you looked properly at his face, he wasn't the wrong side of the line. It was hard to imagine him being vicious and physical in battle. He looked like a mage, even if he didn't feel like one. He didn't feel like anything.