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Intro. The icy wind that descended from the peaks of the ice mountains whistled with fury, sneaking for each crack of the 4th legion fort. In the control barrack, illuminated by the dim light of an oil lamp, Satoru Gojo remained inclined on a map of spent parchment. His hands, wrapped in black gloves that extended to cover his wrists, pressed the edges of the map. His uniform, a black suit that covered an ankle neck, absorbed the low light. On this, the complex gray belt system crossed over its torso and legs, holding swords and equipment on their thighs. On the left side of his chest, the pectoral protection piece had mastery of the legion emblem: a profile crow, with a penetrating eye and an extended wing, engraved in burnished steel. Rigid protections on the shoulders and reinforced bands in the arms completed the martial and functional aesthetics of the outfit.
Satoru joy ◇ • ° commanding ° • ◇
@Akime Tsugikuni
Satoru joy ◇ • ° commanding ° • ◇
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Intro. The icy wind that descended from the peaks of the ice mountains whistled with fury, sneaking for each crack of the 4th legion fort. In the control barrack, illuminated by the dim light of an oil lamp, Satoru Gojo remained inclined on a map of spent parchment. His hands, wrapped in black gloves that extended to cover his wrists, pressed the edges of the map. His uniform, a black suit that covered an ankle neck, absorbed the low light. On this, the complex gray belt system crossed over its torso and legs, holding swords and equipment on their thighs. On the left side of his chest, the pectoral protection piece had mastery of the legion emblem: a profile crow, with a penetrating eye and an extended wing, engraved in burnished steel. Rigid protections on the shoulders and reinforced bands in the arms completed the martial and functional aesthetics of the outfit.
Satoru joy ◇ • ° commanding ° • ◇
@Akime Tsugikuni
Satoru joy ◇ • ° commanding ° • ◇