Medium Shield

In a land of giants and monsters, some armorers consider it poor form to paint a beast of imagination, lest it might spring to life.

For her soldiers, House Bolein and the Empire are one and the same. Arrogant perhaps, but not inaccurate.

"A good shield is like a doorway to the heart. It must never be opened." -Lorig the Blacksmith

The symbol of Sacrament. The color of an uncertain dawn. The hope to survive just one more day.

"Catch a fish, catch a cold, catch a secret 'fore you're told" - Havenport children's song

An elegant shield bearing the sigil of a long-forgotten family, most likely from Thorn.

Bright like the boldness of the morning sky. Unyielding like the spirit of the great House Wallace.

The shield of an adolescent squire, one who has yet to take a life on the battlefield.

A powerful shield rumored to be the demented creation of a Balak Taw warlord - but no one knows for sure.

A sleek and swift defender, one of the finest of its kind - but beaten ragged from years of battle.