Jun Marda.
He looked like the ideal image of a knight in shining armour; soft and short brown hair that fell perfectly across his brow, straight and piercing green eyes full of courage and spirit, a tall and well-fleshed-out muscular frame and dressed in light plate mail armour.
A sword hung by his hip - longer than a longsword but shorter than a two-handed one.
As the start of the fight was declared, Lars decided that he shouldn't look down on his new opponent.
He bowed slightly as a sign of respect then unsheathed his sword and smiled politely to his foe as he stood ready to clash blades.