Times Past (Open)

The Baron floated into the Armor Room through one of the walls, he cast his eyes around the room, looking at the weaponary and armor, he drifted around admiring the weapons used by great wizards in the past

He then came across his Mace, it was incased in a glass cabinet like the other famous wizards weapons, he hovered in front of it, a small smile appeared on his face as he thought of the time he and his army raided a small villiage in the Welsh Valleys

'Ah... I truely was one of greats" he annouced aloud, feeling a sense of pride sweep over him