Weathered and Worn

[Raglin 64]

It'd been a long time. Too long. Numerically, it was more than Raglin even bothered to keep track of. All he knew, was that this old breastplate was getting rusted to all hell.

 

Fingers that once curled triumphantly 'round the hilt of an axe now curled dependently 'round the knob of a gnarled cedar cane. The bear head at its precipice the perfect mold for the elderly dwarf's grip. A soft smile played on his lips as he peered down at the little visage of the beast. To him, it'd been a confidant for many a year. A face to look into when murmuring or mumbling the woes of a traveler, of a dwarf lost in his own world. The years had not been kind, ravaging what was once the figure of strength and pride, reshaping it into the considerably softer form of an elder. But those arms, wreathed in markings of a bygone warrior, still shown proudly when not enveloped within the warmth of his fur cloak. 

 

It'd been a long road. What seemed like an age of recuperating from a sickness laid upon him in the most foul of ways, of wounds of the soul and the body, had changed the dwarf forever. The fiery champion of the common fighter looked more akin to a paragon of books and hearths. But alas, it was a lonely existence. Familiar faces had been a novelty of the past, a forgotten fruit born by a life of a traveler, an adventurer, a soldier, and a father. All things of the past, of course. Now, after so many years, he was but simply himself.

 

Raglin.

 

The weathered visage peered up beneath the heavy hood he bore over his head, the thick ivory beard the only sign that this mound of fur was indeed of the dwarven folk. A storm blue eye and its milky white pair were cast over the monks' gardens, the pillars that had been such a constant throughout the years. He drew a deep breath through his nose, sniffing the sweet smell of freshly cooked bread, of the books and the orchards beyond. It was from this serenity of nostalgia that he was roused.

 

"Raglin... Raglin Edgehand?"

 

(( Hey-howdy-hey! Old timer here. Figured I'd pop back into a community I fell in love with oh-so-many years ago. Nice to see some old friends, old faces. If anyone wants to chat, reminisce, or RP? Just shoot me a PM. Thanks all, and much love. ))

[Chorale__ 2147]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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