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Post by kight on Apr 2, 2009 1:22:34 GMT 1
You could see the glint of armor, as one looked more they could see that it was black armor that with the light of the sun that came threw at times was like shined like hot led & at others it was cold & morbid like cold ice. His horse just by his movements, one could tell he was of high standards. But, Rigoletto watched the town’s people as they moved out of his path. Some feared him, it was wrote with his eyes others it was clear they wanted to fight but, they dared not stand agents him.
Prince John’s men where just finishing up getting the last of the taxes before, they would be leaving soon & some of the men spoke of Robin & his men. Rigoletto did not fear Robin or his men for other reasons would not say.
But, there was much still to be seen & done, Rigoletto light stopped his horse as he watched Prince John’s words. He watched a bit longer, and then his light touch his horses sides as he moved to cheek on something else that he needed to.
The light clink of his armor could be heard, as the well as the sound of his horses hooves.
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