So, the aforementioned story I'm writing.... Here's one of my main characters, Robehr, riding on his fiery black mare, Saqueth. (I hate fantasy novels where everyone is riding around on stallions. Give me a break.) From my incomplete, as yet untitled bloated epic:'Her father’s guest, handsome? She supposed he was, not that she had thought that much about it. His shag of soft blue-black hair spreading over his shoulders, his long straight nose, perhaps a little too long, his bright blue, guarded eyes, his carefully trimmed beard, his narrow waist emphasized by the black sash tied snugly around it....'