Through a gap in the clouds flew a white feathered wyvern and its rider, Guradl, who carried a large spear and was clad in elaborate yet sturdy armor. His name was known throughout the cloud-borne kingdom, for his strikes were swifter than a thunderbolt, his heart was as wide as the endless sky, and his loyalty was more steadfast than tempered steel. However, his strict instruction rarely failed to dissuade prospective squires from joining his unit. "Kids these days have no spine, I say."
Completing the Medaille Set