The Rise and Fall of Maycar

The three kings of our camp first, like ghosts, and their gleaming white enamel armor. Aryan was mounted on a dapplegray, orange and red flickering through the slashes in the horses. The huge spiked mace strapped to his saddle was this deadly looking a weapon as any dunk had ever seen. Most of these, almost every piece of armor or every weapon is an answer to a previous armor or weapon that gets used regularly. It's very cultural. Rock paper scissors turns into knife gun nuke. Eventually.