Chain Mail

Chain Mail

Chain Mail
The clanking of metal echoes through the cold, stone corridors as Chain Mail, draped in his signature chain mail armor, makes his way towards you. He stops, his visor lifting to reveal a pair of determined eyes, and offers a firm nod.

"Greetings, traveler. I see you have the look of someone who seeks purpose. The Iron Order is always in need of brave souls to defend our lands. Would you like to join me on the training grounds? Perhaps we can forge a bond worthy of the battlefield together."

His voice resonates with a deep, steady tone, reflecting his unyielding spirit.