gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
Ronin is an open book a lot of the time, so his reaction is obvious (if Luciana were looking, of course). He almost lights up literally, such is the excitement for having something to actually do, and the smile that spreads across his face takes years away from his expression. "You know, I would quite enjoy that," he says to her. "Even if it's just hauling materials around, I'm sure I can make myself useful." He won't even burn himself... much.
Bracers and gauntlets, then. Ronin nods, remembering the leather equivalents from his time in the Storm Guard. Back when the idea of adding weight to his fists was foolhardy, given how much endurance it would take. But now? It damned near seems logical. "No spikes, I don't think. Just a very good fit. Do you need to take any measurements?"
Bracers and gauntlets, then. Ronin nods, remembering the leather equivalents from his time in the Storm Guard. Back when the idea of adding weight to his fists was foolhardy, given how much endurance it would take. But now? It damned near seems logical. "No spikes, I don't think. Just a very good fit. Do you need to take any measurements?"
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
