Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24217012-20180323143848/@comment-24852191-20180401202407

Saithis: You won’t.


 * He heads to the armory and grabs his armor and suits up. He rides out with all the warriors of Wallachia southward. His steed is Vladimir’s white stallion. Saithis’s long flowing golden blonde hair catches the wind as they ride hard. His breastplate of gold shimmers against the sunset.