Amber: The Lost
The next Trump was a little odd looking. It was faded and felt sooty to the touch. The portrait showed a lean man glaring, his blue eyes piercing with a look of slight impatience. His short sand colored hair was tussled by some unseen wind. The man wore a dark hussars jacket that was mostly open. The braid work was dark grey and the buttons looked to be made of pearl. A red sash wrapped high on his waste, and a sword belt was wrapped around that. His left hand rested on a large sabre that hung low on his hip. This was Ronan. There was something about this man I did not like.