[b]The knight of no achievement looked over at the trio. His armor was standard issue steel, with all the ups and downs would expect. It was the basest model of knightly metal, the only flair given by the various cuts, burns, and torn up section of the blue cape on back. His sword lay on his back, a great sword more specifically. A shield of sorts rested over it, with the sprawling design of a dragon upon the front. The last weapon was a bow over his shoulder, knives, arrows and for bombs around his waist. He sighed and with a laugh, commented on your appearance.[/b] Man, you guys look like the start of a bad joke! [b]An awkward silence ensued, causing the man, or more specifically, young man, to cough. His accent was that of a farm boy, one who spent his youth grinding the land, and feeding animals. Though it did not mean he was uneducated, it showed where he was from. [/b] So uh, how are ya fellows? [b]Another cough. [/b]