A pattering of hooves was heard from outside, and the snort of a horse...boot crashed in the earth and a man of full height ducked under the door to enter...
Long dark blond hair hung bedragled about his head, and scalemail armour covered his torso and extended down to his legs, which were covered in bronze greaves. A short, neatly trimmed beard grew on his chin, and it extended into a moustache. His cloak pin was a brass circlet, with a bone horse fitted neatly inside...
He moved to a table and sat heavily, the pommell of a Rohirric shortsword protruded from an ornate scabbard...
As he sat down he romoved his helm, and his hair fell to his shoulders, he put his helm on the table and called for an ale...
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