The grass bent easily under the unrelenting heel of his thick leather boots. His midnight black cloak envelopes his broad frame concealing the smart well groomed suite beneath. A single sapphire rose pin holds the Teutonic cloak shut over his right shoulder. A voluptuous hood conceals his strong face hiding his intense brown eyes from the afternoon sun. Pausing amidst the field he lifts a smooth hand, revealing a light brown skin coloration, to chest height with his palm facing away and arm out stretched
