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Post by Alanna on Jan 18, 2008 22:14:45 GMT -5
The large brute troted threw the crowds. For his large heavy size the stallion moved with the grace of a cat. Thick muscled and large boned frame weved and dodged and never gave up its pace. His thick handsome neck arched. His rider was noticeable but not in the blod noble fashion the equine he sat upon. The tall well build type he was more 'tone' really. A light sort of muscle build about him yet not a bit of fat could be found. His handsome green blue eyes were keen and alert as the best. White shirt was opened the first few buttons and he wore tan pants. A leather necklace held a silver ring on it. Not a lovers token but a long gone friends ring, hung at his neck. He sat easily in the saddle. Upon reaching a certain building he dismounted and tucked a sword in his belt in its place, tied a purse and hide it under his belt as well. Going to the blacksmith he spoke with the man and handed the horse over along with some coin. Pattign the stallion;s rump he wandered off. he would explore and wander about as his horse got new shoes that were well needed. The young man walked threw the crowd looking at things as he went. Most of which were the young women he passed. Or at least those who caught his eye.
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