Garza
Lord of Girth
Taking my time, I moved through the streets of Tatooine. Well more like carved paths of footprints. Over my back was a very useful weapon called the Beskad. A weapon used by Mandalorians as a way to fight against lightsabers. Using sheer power and tactics to win a fight against the blades of focused plasma. Having one made for me was very greatful of the Sith knight I had trained under, but when I had moved to worship my goddess in the Moross crusade. I had taken the sword with me.
On my left arm was a rather nice vambrace that looked to be made just for armor, but really it was an Echani dueling shield. I never went anywhere without it. Dressed in a yellow and black body glove. it showed alittle bit of cleavage for the boy's eyes to look at, yet on my left my entire sleeve was gone. I didn't like it on me and it messed up with the brace on my arm, So I took it off, and it also showed a string of tattoos that reached down into the palm of my hand.
The sand crunched under my boots as I walked. Only would I realize. the sand was the least of my worries.
@[member="Javir Strilla"]
On my left arm was a rather nice vambrace that looked to be made just for armor, but really it was an Echani dueling shield. I never went anywhere without it. Dressed in a yellow and black body glove. it showed alittle bit of cleavage for the boy's eyes to look at, yet on my left my entire sleeve was gone. I didn't like it on me and it messed up with the brace on my arm, So I took it off, and it also showed a string of tattoos that reached down into the palm of my hand.
The sand crunched under my boots as I walked. Only would I realize. the sand was the least of my worries.
@[member="Javir Strilla"]