The shepherd who had been kneeling stood up slowly. His sheep were some lers behind him, he looked at the armored figure who was still at the border of the meadow, and then at the horizon again, the sun had reach is lowest point. "I do not want to remain in this place any longer sir, If you remove your helmet, and promise me you wont try to rob..." What could he rob from him, he had a clearly expensive armor that surely was worth more than his sheep. "All right kid, I swear, I do not mean nor would cause you any harm" The armored figure put an opened hand on its chest as it said that, he had a deep voice. "I will come close to you and remove my helmet so you can see me, if it is fine with you" The armored figured was waiting for the shepherd response, who nodded.
