He was mostly armoured, minus the heavy helm, his hair untied and flowing over his armoured shoulders, the twisted braids catching the sunlight like ropes of gold. He wasn't sure why he had awoken, normally his trances lasted until his questing spirit had found another branch of the world tree to sprout from.
Something twitched on the edge of his perception, and he turned, slipping down from the merlon and onto the ice-covered flagstones of the round tower-top, his eyes fixed on the iron-covered trapdoor in the centre. Eyes tracking the door, he paced over to a wooden rack which carried his weapons, snatching up his sword and dagger, his face expressionless as he dropped them into their sheaths, the corners of his mouth twitching as he hefted the great axe, twirling it about his body in a lazy figure of eight before dropping the heavy pommel into the leather boot on his back.
The polished scales falling from his waist glittered in the pale sunlight as he stalked over to the trapdoor, his clawed gauntlet scarring the wood as he reached down to yank it upwards, his booming voice echoing down into the dark interior of the lone tower.
?Come up and reveal yourself, interloper. I wish to know why you disturbed my rest.?
Message delivered, Cai stepped away, taking up his spear, hands closing around the wooden haft, taking up a statue-like pose with the blazing sun behind him.
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