MEREDITH
Meredith glanced at the clock, impatiEnt. She was in an uncomfortable dress, in an uncomfortable place, at an uncoftorable time. When she would usually be spending this time in the woods, she was at another one of her father's lavish parties. "Meredith! I want you to meet someone!" Her father declared, " He is interested in courting you!" A tall man with black hair and beady eyes walked up to her. " Hello Madame, I am Marco Campelle. How are you?" She noticed him look intently at her chest as he was bowing." I'm good... I am Meredith Whitebough." she said. " Good" He shot her a sly smile. This man is certainly not going to be her husband! But... Would she have a choice?

KING GLACIES

King Gkacies was sitting on his throne, angry. And that was never a good thing. "Guards!" He called, "Where is Frederick?!" A blank faced guard kneeled before saying, " He is still translating the prophecy" The king sighed and stood up, brushing himself off. "I shall go get the worthless idiot" King Glacies strolled down the cold halls until he reached the library. He burst in on a sniveling little mage named Frederick. "Ah! King! I'm almost done..." he squealed. "Good" The king sneered. This was no ordinary paper, it was a prophecy stolen from the Prophetess. It was always right. " I'm done!" Frederick sighed. King Glacies grabbed the paper and read. That's when he flipped the table. "Blasphemy! It can't be true!" He whirled around to Frederick and grabbed him by the shoulders " You tell the army to find these Four. And kill them! They have golden eyes." He threw Frederick towards the door. The Four were not going to stand in his way.

Connor woke up in his usual tree. He jumped out and brushed himself off as he slowly woke up. He lived in one of the few spots warm enough for his magic to work with no effort. He pulled a pear off a nearby tree and took a large bite from it. He quickly devoured the fruit. He threw the core to the ground as it rotted away leaving nothing behind. He picked up his Ba-Axe and slung it over his back and went out of his clearing. He made it into the village and began to look around. He saw something that caught his eye. He saw three frost mages carrying a large case with a huge diamond inside. Connor hatched his plan and caused a root to pop from the ground and trip one of the mages. The case fell and the diamond fell onto the ground as the glass shattered. Connor grabbed the palm sized rock and smirked at the fallen mages. " Nice gem I think I'll take it. " he said as he ran off. They tried to follow but they quickly lost track as Connor made it back to his clearing with the gem as he walked to his mother's grave and placed it at the head of the grave with a few others. He stood up admiring it and smiled. " Love ya mom. " he said as he walked back to his tree and tried to grow one a bit away from it so he could make a hammock. It was one of the few spells he couldn't cast fully but he was getting there. He conjured a small sapling and grinned as he tried to make it grow larger.

Arian was awakened by numerous guards. "The king has work for you. Get up." She rose groggily, wondering what was in store for her. Pulling on her gown, she walked into the palace, ready to address the king. She always made sure to wear her best clothes while around him. It gave her more of a chance to get away with things like more food or money. She stopped to take a look in one of the mirrors which climbed the walls to the ceiling. Her icy hair curled down her back while a small silver band sat on her head. She had even managed to wear her dark cloak which symbolized her work for the king.

Walking into the throne room, she saw a table flipped over and servants running a-muck. Taking a deep breath, she calmly curtsied to the king and folded her hands in front of her. "Are my orders true? Must I search for these...these children who supposedly stand in your way?" She added just a hint of charm to her sentence, just enough to make the king notice her.

Bap! Bap! Bap! Seriyth's eyes bolted open as his Elf ears twitched at the knocks from the door. Moving from his bed he threw on his simple village clothing as he moved closer from his room to the front door. As he inched closer he quickly grabbed a simple utility knife from the counter. With narrowed eyes he quickly threw open the door and stepped to the side expecting an attack. Seriyth grew impatient as there was a long moment of silence. Puffing out a breath of relief Seriyth stood up as he spotted a piece of paper with a small sign on it he knew all to well.

With speed, Seriyth found himself packing for a "hunting trip" as he began to follow the path to the castle of the King.

Hours later Seriyth stood before the throne only to see an array of toppled objects in the throne room. Besides that he only noticed the king, a very well dressed lovely lady, and many guards.

Throwing a minor bow out Seriyth asked.

"At your command."

Arian heard the man come in. She looked over to him with curiosity and chuckled. Men, they can't do anything but stand around and look tough. He was already prepared to kill which surprised her, and seemed extremely loyal. He was a catch. She wasn't aware of other assassins besides herself but she also wasn't surprised at another person at the king's will. He probably had many killers she didn't know about. Thinking about this made her uneasy but also motivated her to do better. She needed the money and shelter which had been taken away from her, and sadly, the king seemed to be the only one who could provide her with exactly that.

"Cassie! Get up this instant and help your poor mother!"
Half covered buy a small knit blanket, a petite girl stirred slightly, muttering something about 'Ice-horsey's...so pretty!... No, don't melt!' Her unruly head of chestnut curls spun around her face as she twisted on her pillow, eyes losing their scrunched up look as she began to drift off to sleep again.
Her would be sleep was interrupted by a sharp thud as her bedroom door was slammed open, and a woman looking rather like a furious chicken stalked in.
"Cassandra Metzipar Claren! When I tell you to get up, you get up and do something worthwhile for once, you ungrateful- ARGH! Put it out! PUT IT OUT!"
The last statement referred to the fact that the woman's skirt was now on fire, as Cassie had awoken with a start and spewed a small charcoal of fire at her mother with a morning cough.
Her hands flew to cover her mouth, warm gold eyes widening at the spectacle in amusement before extinguishing the fire with a snap of her fingers.
The chicken woman smoothed down the charred skirt, glaring at the girl with patience that was obviously being tested.
"Sorry Mother... You startled me..." She was trying hard not to giggle, fist pressed against her lips in an effort to subdue her smile.
"You know what? I don't care. I can defrost my herbs the normal way, with hot water and a gentle hand. I don't need a destructive teenager burning..." Her voice faded as she once again stalked out of the room.
Cassie allowed herself the smile, but it quickly turned into a frown. "Why couldn't she just have let me sleep then..."
She cast the blanket off her legs, standing and shivering in the cool air. Despite being a fire mage, the house was cold to Cassie, and she quickly had some body restricted flames licking around her legs as she moved to her dresser.
'Hmm, I wonder if the sky will be especially blue today.. it was so dull yesterday, it must have some better color...
It was a lucky thing her flame was body-restricted, or else several aspects of the wood house would have caught fire on her distracted trek across the room. She tugged on a thick blue wool dress that went nicely with her hair and gold eyes, then set off outside.

she wasn't wanted at home, so as alwways. She would head to the woods to train.

MEREDITH

Meredith (boredly) sat next to her babbling father. Apparently "Mr. Marco" was her perfect match. "I hope not" she spoke under her breath. " What was tha- Oh look! Here he comes!" Father whispered excitedly, " Be good!" Meredith stood and walked over to meet him. Those eyes were making her extremely unsettled. "Would you like to dance?" he asked snidely. Meredith quietly nodded and he took her hands. Before she knew it, they were dancing in the middle of all the other groups. The center of attention. Suddenly, he pulled her in tight and kissed her. "Ahh!" she yelled and her fingertips exploded with water, dousing him. "Don't ever do that!" She yelled as she made her way through the crowd, to her room. She locked it behind her. Then she tore off the dress and slipped into her forest clothes. She paused a minute, realizing she hadn't been breathing. What had she just done? She had exposed her water magic, which Father told her never to do in public. "Oh..." she softly said, then silently slipped out the window. It was time for her to be healed by the forest.

KING GLACIES

King Glacies turned around to look at his two assassins. "Hmm..." He faced Arian. "Not just any children my dear, The Four. The Prophetess has foreseen that they are destined to kill me... and you know i can not let that happen" He pulled out a large map and handed it to Seryith. " Slaughter all children with Golden eyes over 13 and under 18. They can not hide from my best assassins. Now go. You have work to do" He watched them leave, then turned around to the giant window at the head of the room. "Calor. You shall be mine."

Arian curtsied to the king before gliding away. She faced the other assassin and sighed, running her fingers through her hair. She smiled and curtsied again. "My name is Arian, sir." She reached for the map with gentle hands. "I wonder, may I see that please?" She looked him over again. He seemed like an assassin. She wondered if he even had a conscience...Arian herself tried not to think of all the people she killed, but out of habit, she also didn't try to know anything about the king or the people she was ordered to kill.

Seriyth turned his back as he had ignored her briefly. As he examined the map he brought his left hand through some scruff he had began to grow on his face while he was in "under cover" in the village. Folding the map up there was a gleam in his eye. He was now on the hunt. Bringing his attention to the lovely lady he spoke to her as kindly as possible in his focused state of mind.

"I am Seryith the Elf, and to answer your question I'm afraid "no" will be your answer for now. "

With that he turned to face her before turning away again to walk out of the hall.

As he reached the door he raised his voice for her to hear.

"You can follow me if you will, however the face of a pretty assassin is still the face of an assassin; trust is not free. I'll meet you outside the castle when your ready."

Arian placed her hands on her hips. What does he think he's doing? She quickly found her room and changed into her riding outfit. Strapping her swords to her back and assembling numerous daggers around her body, she strung her bow across her back and went to the stables.

After climbing onto her horse, she trotted around to the front of the castle and sighed. If she was to gain this man's trust, she might as well try not to coo him. "I am ready."

MEREDITH

Meredith scaled the fence separating her house from her woods. She hit the ground and broke into a run until she reached her sanctuary. Everything was centered around a large pond. Beautiful red flowers grew in clumps across the green grass, and a white hammock hung in the middle of two oak trees. She breathed in the sweet fumes, then dived into the water. She felt immediatly refreshed and drank some of the pure water. Remembering Lila, she dived back into the water and swam until she reached a cave. She surfaced into the dry cave and smiled. Lila, an injured ferret that Meredith had been healing, was almost ready to be released. She picked up the soft black thing and snuggled her a bit, being careful of her mending leg. "My sweet" she cooed. Suddenly, a noise spooked her. Lila's ears turned up to attention. Meredith poured some grain into her bowl then cautiously slipped back into the water. She heard footsteps, and she drew her dagger.

KING GLACIES

King Glacies was taking an ice cold bath, how he likes it.

Seryith looked to Arian as she came near him via horseback. At her words he offered her a nod as he climbed his own horse and looked to her and her array of weapons with a nod. "Very well, let the hunt begin." And with that he lightly flicked the reigns of his horse to get it moving along at a paced trot. Assuming his fellow assassin would follow he did nothing less than turn his head to her to give her a small smile. It was as if he were trying to say without words that even without his trust he could still be friendly.

Holding his mouth shut he seemed to be trying to keep things the way he set them. Refusing to allow himself to speak to her as a friend nor a hunting partner.

Arian nodded her head and followed behind the man. He seemed like the type of person who needed finding before giving themselves up. She figured this guy liked being ahead and she was going to let him. Where would her stubbornness get her anyway. She trotted up next to him and smiled. "Would you at least tell me where we are headed?" She wished she. Kyle see the map but understood his issues. She would let him see it of it were her, then again he seemed like a cold person, not really caring for anything but the job. Arian tried to be the same way, but it never worked for her.

Cassie breathed in the crisp morning air with a smile, listening to the sound of her feet in the frosty ground. A short while ago, her village had been attacked by Frost Mages, but only a few people had been killed, most just injured. The small settlement had recovered well, but nature wasn't so lucky. Their fields were filled with bad, hard soil, garden plants growing weakling and taking on morning frosts that shattered their fragile leaves. The grass itself seemed to freeze over every morning, only just thawing out when night hit and froze it over again. Even the outskirts of the forest, a quarter of a mile away, had suffered.

As Cassie wandered down the dirt path towards the woods, she crossed next to a farm house, and gave greetings to the farmer, one of the few people in the village who was kind to her. The poor farmers of the town who had to rise even earlier now to counter the night frosts on their crops.
The older man and his family who owned the house and field ahead were out at the start of the field with buckets. A teenager grabbed an empty one, running back to the house where it would be filled, heated and brought back to the others, who would pour it gently over the plants. It was very time consuming, and Cassie, as always cherishing times when her destructive magic could help someone, offered her services immediately.
"Oh dear, you're a life saver. Don't be too rough, we do need them for the harvest!" Her curly head of hair bobbed with laughter, shaking the farmers grateful hand.
"I wont burn any this time, I've been practicing. Found a new property of fire the other day." She informed them, and the younger two kids stepped back, suspicious with the opinions of the other villagers.

Cassie put her right hand into a fist and pressed it into her palm, wrapping her pinky and ring finger over it, but leaving her middle and pointer finger up. It was her customary summoning pose when she tried to create large amounts of fire. "Fire Make:.... Solid Flames!" Leveling her two fingers to aim like a cross bow, a jet of fire spurred into existence, swirling into the air above the crops in a flat disc, stretching back as far as the field went. It hung there like a flat sun, flames swirling like they were encased in something, but not leaving the circle.
She held it for a time, watching the frost on the plants melt. Then the fire sputtered out and vanished without a trace.
"Thank you so much Cass!" The old man gushed with a smile. "You saved me a weary day of work! I could offer you pay if you'd only work for me..."
Cassie laughed and began to backpedal towards the road.
"I'd love to Herrick, but you know my parents would never allow it! Regardless, I'll always help if I'm walking by!" She waved and continued on her way to the forest, happy for some early training and a chance to help someone.
Then she moved deep into the forest, looking for somewhere to train, as a new place was always better than the same one.

Seriyth waited for a long moment before finally puffing out "We're heading for Rorick. Have you been there before?" He then nipped his lip for asking her the question of which would strike conversation. Breaking eye contact from her he quickly gazed the area around them before looking back to her withholding expression. He wasn't going to last playing the cold serious type around a fellow hunter. Having a hunting partner reminded him of childhood all too much. With a sigh he looked back to Arian.

Connor sighed as he managed to grow the sapling to about three years of regular growth. " It's a start. " he said as he stood up. He pulled his cloak to cover his face. His black hair was covered the silver tips left out giving him somewhat of the appearance of a frost mage. He walked out of the forest and into town. It was the poorest province and the crime hub of Calor. There were few good souls in here but Connor always liked to keep them out of trouble.

He walked through and saw the frost mages looking for him asking around some of the other villagers. Connor smirked and conjured a vine around one of the mages torso and constrict him causing the others to try and freeze the plant as their comrad was slowly suffocating as they froze the vine and shattered it with ones sword. Connor laughed hartdley along with other villagers as the mages screamed " Shut up all of you !!! " they screamed as the leader pointed to a girl who looked around five and prepared to freeze her. Connor sprung up as the blast was released as he grew a large rose about the size of a tree. The blast hit it casing it in a beautiful glass-like coating. Connor flipped his hood off and pulled out his ba-axe. " I'm the one you want don't hurt these people. " he shouted as he swung at one with the back his axe knocking them back. The others pulled out their swords and swung but Connor blocked with the handle of his axe. He grabbed one with a vine and flung him into the leader knocking m out as the leader threw his comrad off him. He charged at Connor head on and Connor swung at the same time the Mage did. The blade snapped on the sword as it klanked to the ground and Connor kicked him to the ground and held his axe to his neck. " Tell you king to get out of Wann" he said as he pulled the axe back and the Mage scrambled out of the town. Connor put the axe back and walked to the market for the supplies he had originally came for as if it had never happened.

Arion looked down from the tree he was perched in. It was his task and burden to find the Four. Fortunately for him, he was a fit and speedy elf on a mission. And furthermore, he knee the prophecy and had committed it to memory. He had also been following a few subjects who he knew had to be the Four. Either that or they were just unusual children with gold eyes.

At the moment, the elf sat in a tree in a dense forest. He was within hearing range of Cassandra, who was his first capture of the day. Travelling would be a challenge, but Arion was sure he would be able to succeed in his mission. That being said, he pinched the herbs carefully between his fingers before jumping down onto the ground in front of Cassandra.

Normally, he would have tried giving her a chance to fight back. But he was on a tight schedule at the moment and she was one of the less aggressive members of the Four.

He quickly darted to her, closing what little distance there was in less than the blink of an eye. He placed the herbs beneath her nose. The special concoction was enough to make anyone who inhaled or consumed it pass out for a good chunk of time. After making sure she was passed out, Arion pulled her up over his shoulders and started off to a small cave he had been residing in. His next target would likely be Connor, just to see the spark he had in him.

MEREDITH

Meredith heard voices, with a sharp accent... Frost Mages! she gasped then quickly covered her mouth. She slipped into her cave and put knife down. It would be no use against Frost mages. Suddenly, she heard slashing and cutting. Then laughter ,and the mages walked away. She slipped out of her cave to see devastation. They had torn the hammock to shreds, and the flowers were frozen. Then, in the trees, they had carved this: King Glacies shall live forever. Meredith was blinded with anger. She called out in the direction the mages had went. "Come here you damn mages!!!!" She heard rustling, then running. She positioned herself next to the lake. There were four of them, which she figured she could handle. One looked at her, and loosened up. "It's just a little girl .we probably ruined her little happy place" he said sarcastically. Then another one looked at her and freezed. "She's got golden eyes." He whispered. There expression hardened and one shot a blast of freeze to her feet. She jumped and summoned her water into a whirlpool, her strongest water magic. She launched it at them, determined to keep them inside. One burst through and ran away. Two others followed suit. Only one stayed, looking very, very angry. He shot frost and her throat and a bit hit her. She clawed at her neck until she broke the frost, but the mage was already apon her. He tackled her and help his ice right above her face. She didn't want to die. She summoned her water and shot a bit into his ear. Keeping it fast until it went through his brain. He died instantly. She sat up and pushed him off her. While the whirlpool was her strongest, her liquid dagger was her most deadly. But also the most risky. She had to be at close range, and a lot of times she aimed it wrong or wasn't strong enough to get it to his brain. And it was tiring, especially after the whirlpool. She sat up just long enough to pass out.


KING GLACIES

The King was sitting on his throne when a very disgruntled mage burst in. "King!" he cried, "a boy, in Wann, attacked us. had earth powers!" King Glacies sat up and looked at him. "What? You let a boy overpower all of you? I am displeased" King Glacies walked towards him. "What did this boy look like?" The King asked with cold anger. "Um... black hair with white-ish tips and... oh no" the mage whimpered. King Glacies narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "Why would you say oh no, dear mage?" he asked. The mage widened his eyes with fear and said, "He had golden eyes" The King whirled towards him and freezed his own hand before cutting his throat. "Worthless trash. Guards! Call for Bantell!" He yelled. A bit later, an average, middle-aged mage walked in. "Yes my king?" he asked. He didn't seem to notice the body on the floor. "That earth mage you distastefullly... violated in Wann. I thought you said she was barren." he said. "I believe she was, your highness." Bantell asked in confusion. The king frowned. "I believe not sense we have an earth magic-gifted robin hood running around Wann. And i believe he is one of The Four." Bantell sensed what was coming and slowly backed away. "Where do you think you're going?!" the king yelled and shot a piece of ice at his heart. Bantell ran and jumped out the window. Dropping 500 feet. The king sneered and went back to his throne.

Arian eyed Seriyth and chuckled. I am winning this little game of his... "Rorick? Yes, I have been there a few times." She tried to stop herself before releasing more for him to ponder. If he wasn't going to give her anything, why shouldn't she give him the same? She smiled though as he looked back at her. "You seem to know the way very well though. Have you been there before?" Arian knew conversation didn't really seem appealing to him but she wasn't going to just sit back and get sore while riding there. Conversation would pass the time. She played around with her horse's mane while waiting for his answer. She decided if he knew the area well, she wouldn't speak much about her past. Growing up in the same region, she hoped to never have to come back. Arian took a deep breath. This wasn't going to get in the way of her work.

Seriyth sighed as he spoke " I've been there on hunting trips many times before." As he spoke he checked their surroundings again with a quick flick of his eyes before looking back to her. Refusing to smile back at her he merely gave her a nod before looking forward again. It was killing him.

For an hour Seryth held himself silent as they drew closer to Rorick. Wanting to kick himself for not containing himself Seryith found himself asking.

"What would you like to eat?

Behind his smile he kicked himself for being this friendly to a assassin.

Arian had been thinking about her childhood. Her family wasn't the closest but she loved them all the same. Her siblings she felt were like her own children. Being the oldest she treated them as her own too. When her fellow assassin asked her a question, she was bought back Into reality, a little homesick. "Pardon me? Oh food yes well I backed a couple loaves of bread and some dried meat. If you would like to stop and have some though, you may."

Arion set Cassandra down gently in a cave that was in close proximity to all four of the provinces. It was as if the gods had planned this out- Four saviors, four provinces. It made his work that much easier to save Calor. Hopefully these youths would listen to him.

It was then that he heard a commotion in the direction of Redlin. It looked like the boy in Wann would have to wait.

Running once again, Arion found himself in the province of Redlin. Seeing the tell tale sign of frost mages, he began to heat up a few of the buildings in hopes that the terrified people would be able to take it from there.

The transfer of energy drained him though. He walked up to a horse, breathing heavily. Arion hopped on to the chilled animal and used it to follow the trail of destruction. At one point the trail veered off into the woods. He followed.

He soon came to a pond. The wildlife fascinated him, what wasn't frozen or dying anyway. As much as it pained him to ignore the flowers, he needed to find Meredith. He knew that she frequented these woods and if the ice mages were here, it could mean trouble.

Diving into the water, he quickly surfaced in the cave. Looking around, Arion was surprised to find an unconscious Meredith and a few mages. Seeing as though his work was done, he heaved Meresith over his shoulder and leaped into the water. He dragged her onto the shore and whistled for the horse. He attempted to make her as comfortable and least likely to fall as possible before starting back to the cave at the center of their world.

In the few split seconds Cassie had seen the elf man, for her reflexes were rather good, her imagination had decided to run free, losing any chance how ever small of a sliver, she had at escape. Of course, her imagination didn't recognize escape was needed, happily going off any filling her head with creative stories.
Perhaps he's a prince from a lost kingdom, come to save his betrothed from the clutched of the evil Frost King! ooh, or better yet, a runaway criminal, desperate to make a new life in this land, not knowing the frost king has ravaged this land! Alas, he can never go home and see his beloved family again, or he faces... oh, what is this?
When she gasped in surprise at something being held under her nose, she immediately blacked out.
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The crystals hung low from the ceiling, glistening with her distorted reflection as she wondered slowly through the small cave. "Hello?" She cried, not knowing which way to go. She was cold. The cave's icy walls were seeping in towards her, sending their chilled aura's to surround her, trapping her, freezing her in a solid frost box. Her hands ignited into flame, clawing that the ice, but it wouldn't met, she was trapped, taken, never to be free. Around her, through the box she could see others, three other boxes, and a figure shackled to the wall. The ice dungeons. That was where she was. Punishment worse then death. The Frost King had won. She and the others had failed.
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Cassie shot to life in shock, immediately smelling burning. It was normal to wake up and sometimes find her bed sheets or nightgown on fire, or something else in her room, so the girl located the fire without hesitation- except it wasn't really I fire,simply smoking chunks of dirt falling from a large patch of soot on the wall next to her. Dirt...?
"Oh my, it seems I was kidnapped." Cassie said simply. She looked around. The cave was small and showed signs of a recent camp out. "Interesting. Who could possibly want to kidnap me." She thought aloud. However, amid the various fantasies of seeing the elf earlier and besting him in an over dramatic show of fighting skill she didn't even possess, the thought to walk out of the cave didn't occur to her. After all, after something had happened, it had happened, and in Cassie's mind yo could only look over your mistakes, see what you could do better, and not try to change the outcome.
Now that she thought of it, it was quite a bleak way of thinking.
Perhaps I should change my ways.... No, that would really make to sense. I've been kidnapped by a powerful warrior, and I can do nothing to change that fact. If I escape, I'll just get taken again. After all, if someone has gone to the trouble to nab me, they must want me for something.
Cassie yawned, forming little Solid Fire figures in her hand. She was still tired from training, not to mention whatever the elf had knocked her out with. A nap wouldn't hurt.
She trailed her fingers along a fore-arm length dagger, strapped to her thigh, easily able to feel it through her dress. Hm, she could still fight with that after all, even if her magic power was exhausted.
"I do wonder when my kidnapper will come back." Cassie said to herself, not knowing that somewhere not to far away, he was already on his way with yet another.
"Oh well, nothing to do then."
With that, Cassie began hummed a song to herself, and filling her mind with images of herself, fighting wildly again Frost Mages to help the Elf regain his betrothed, skirts and hair flying with fire along her sword....
zZzZzZzZ

Seryith sighed as he showed her his own food from his bag. He had actually packed a very similar meal to her meal. "it's alright I guess, we both have our own meals. Are we stopping in town or would you prefer to go through it?" Seryith found himself being more talkative meaning he already lost. Sighing he begain to speak more as their horses trotted along. "Rorick has always been my favorite hunting location, it's where I hunted as a child."

Arian pondered the mans question. "Well, it depends on where you want to stay for the night. I am fine with sleeping in the woods but in town would make us less suspicious. Also, would you rather work during the day or at night?" She smiled to heref as she watched him on his horse. He seemed so powerful there. Like no one could knock him down. "And what was your childhood like,sir? I imagine you brig able to hunt and play as you wish. Am I wrong?"