A white steed, ridden by a small figure.
Standing about four feet tall, wearing a set of dark brown leather armor, with a white silk scarf around his neck. His narrow brows and large nose gave him the comical appearance of a stage clown.
A Dwarf Knight!
Don't be fooled by his small stature; with one hand holding the reins and the other a flag, his riding skills were quite impressive.
Neigh—
The white horse halted dozens of steps away from Zhang Yuan, rising on its hind legs.
The Dwarf Knight leapt high into the air, landing in front of Zhang Yuan.
"Sanger from the Hulan Tribe, nice to meet you!"
He knelt on one knee, respectfully bowing to Zhang Yuan.
"Stand up and speak."
Zhang Yuan said calmly, "Is there something you need from me?"
Sanger smiled faintly, planted the white flag beside him, then rose and clasped his hands, saying, "May I ask, are you heading to Storm Valley to pick Blood Orchids?"
Zhang Yuan nodded, "That's right."
