#@drahmin

“For the night is dark and full of terrors.”

For some, riding in the dark through the pass between Keplan and Glish was not a wise choice.  For more, combining that with precipitation was a recipe for delaying plans until one of the two conditions was improved.  For Drahmin Maune, there were more pressing matters at hand.  Chief among those was the pursuit of coin.  Gambling with fate often proved fruitless, and once again, the cruel hand had given the privateer a reminder of it’s ever-long reach.  

By the time daylight had begun to whisper against the tree tops, the stable outside of Keplan had been in view.  “We’ll stop and get a drink..”  He said in that deep, rumble of a tone that was more familiar between these two than any before.  The black and and white spotted creature never responded with words, but a slight increase in his trot was a sign that they had reached an understanding.  It was time for a well earned break.  

The musical tone of plate shifting against other pieces came when one leg swung over the hind end for a surprisingly graceful dismount.  “Well done, as always, friend..”  Even though his fingers were covered by steel along the top, more pliable leathers along the underside provided a some what more familiar touch for the great steed before him.  The smile that crept over pierced lip came unbidden as memories of their adventures together came to mind.  

Repurposing the blog from Guild Wars 2 to Black Desert Online.  Games off the chain.