Removing his heavy fur-trimmed cloak from its rack, Arn strides over to the hearth where a hearty fire crackles. He spends a few moments staring into the empty flames, eventually he looks up and grabs the fine steel arming sword from where it hangs along with his small round shield. He then crosses the room and opens a chest, retrieving his chainmail shirt and hardened leather chestplate. A small while later, Arn steps into the howling winds outside his home, he begins the long trek to his destination.
((Truly hoping to be able to join you on this adventure, I'm on vacation IRL however and the time I can spend online is rather strained due to it.))
Edit: ((Woah, just realized how old this post is. Haha! Well, is this still up and going?))