Whispers of The Red Man.

[TheBearman]

Arriving on the coast seemingly from nowhere, almost like a ghost. This man wears a crimson hood. Underneath a pristine white mask with no features. His armor stained a deep red with gore. His pouldrons a crimson much like his mask. On his right pauldron there's what appears to be a tiny set of deer antlers. On his left arm is a patch of a red diamond with a pristine white colourless eye in the center. Around his neck is a pendent made from a crimson jewel, it has a near shadowy visage to it.

He's often seen walking up and down the trade way, taking breaks at the various campfires along the coast. He is a man of very few words... He just always hums and mutters the same song. It's a low shanty the melody filled with an odd malice that would make even the mightiest of warriors at least quirk a brow. When he speaks it's in a low gruff, almost struggling voice.

What this man wants from the people along the coast is unknown, but he isn't hiding his being from anyone.






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