[ Lockwood is dressed in his travel clothing, notable only in the fact that it is more than a little drab. Black breeches, tucked into knee high black riding boots that are scarred and scuffed from hard use, a white shirt, black cravat, and a black tailed coat in the Regency fashion.
Cinched around his trim waist is his broad sword belt, the leather as scarred and scuffed as the boots. The rapier hangs off the left side of the belt, but where the rest of the belt is usually naked when he's wandering around the castle now the right side is balanced with silver cylinders and small leather pouches.
Lockwood's eyes are pure gold as he stands at the edge of the forest, staring into its depths, towards the sounds of growls, howls, and snarls. His expression is impassive, though his body language is alert.
He doesn't turn towards Xenk. He doesn't need to, with his mind open and listening as far as he can into the woods. ]
You look miserable. [ He remarks, when Xenk is close enough that Lockwood can speak without having to shout. ]
Wolf Among Us
Cinched around his trim waist is his broad sword belt, the leather as scarred and scuffed as the boots. The rapier hangs off the left side of the belt, but where the rest of the belt is usually naked when he's wandering around the castle now the right side is balanced with silver cylinders and small leather pouches.
Lockwood's eyes are pure gold as he stands at the edge of the forest, staring into its depths, towards the sounds of growls, howls, and snarls. His expression is impassive, though his body language is alert.
He doesn't turn towards Xenk. He doesn't need to, with his mind open and listening as far as he can into the woods. ]
You look miserable. [ He remarks, when Xenk is close enough that Lockwood can speak without having to shout. ]