Knight Farmanus
"The Old times have ended, now I begin anew"
[member="Cylus Jest"]
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The sands of Geonosis swirled through the dusty air, sending grains of sand within every direction, spraying over the ground. The wind blew harder and lifted more sound upwards into the air spreading it through the air to land once again back upon the ground. Hot air pounded upon the ground with the loud clangs and clicks of a black landing shuttle as landing clamps extended outwards and buried themselves into the sand, trying to find firm grip holds. A ramp extended outwards from the back of the shuttle and it clamped with a soft thud onto the soft and grainy sand. A armored figure walked out of the shuttle, clad in thick medieval looking armor and a helmet with antlers extending outwards from it. The figure took off the helmet and held it under his free right hand and then he brought up his left hand and knocked some hair out of his eyes. Upon his back lased a small assortment of weapons, a crossbow, a sword and a wrapped up rope with a hook at the end. At his sides were two hatches and a strap lased across his chest and shoulder filled with some steel bolts and attached to his belt was a small vial of poison to dip his weapons in. Farmanus's cape flayed out behind him due to the heavy and dusty wind of Geonosis.