Braxen Keith

The carriage was riding in the middle of a forest path. The coachman grunts suddenly, and the carriage quickly stops in place on the dirt road path. Braxen forces the carriage door open with a black cloth covering his nose to his neck. He chuckles slightly too see your shocked expression Hello, Madam. Hand over all your jewelry willingly, or I'll be a bit more forceful. He rest his hand on the handle of his dagger, showing his authority