After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX
Adam stood on the right side of the Desolate Slayers troop. Clad in refined, adamantine armor with intricate adornments of gold patterns at the edges of his plate armor.
Adam looked like a black knight that emerged from the unknown. The upper part of his helmet protruded like a face cap, and the lower side covered the other part of his face, except for his eyes. Gold patterns adorned the edge of the opening for his eyes.
His thick brown gambeson could be seen through the spaces left by the plate armor. Most particularly the gap between his shoulder guard and the vambraces.
A blue cape that had golden lines at the edges fluttered behind him, and the couter, which is the armor that protects his elbows, had the image of a wolf head.
The same but bigger was on his right pauldron.