Jamie
"*Intricate*, That's a new one. Well, you shouldn't probably keep travelling with me for long, I'm not to right type of crowd to be travelling with a cleric."

He said, in a sense of self-loathing fashion, but he was probably right. The cleric shouldn't have to deal with a crazy fool who can't even sort out his priorities and keep up his own personal hygiene and cleanliness within his own armour, there are obviously far more suitable people out there in the world than this cynical fellow.

"I'd say once we reach this town, we find another party for you to tag along with." 

He suggested, he thought that was a pretty sound and well-thought out idea, everyone would be happy, no one loses- it's a win-win situation.
Karen
"It took me a week for me to make you open up a slight. It'd be a waste to stop now."

The cleric shook her head, her brows now furrowed down. Traveling with someone who has no sense in cleansing himself both physical and mental, do deems itself quite a challenge for her. Yet she values the principles of patience, and having to start from zero with a new party leaves a foul taste on her tongue. 

"You may think that, but you are the most reliable man I've come across in the wild. We had a week's time pass us, our trust weighs heavier than many parties already."
Jamie
"So it seems. Well, Miss Cleric seems you have increased your duration of stay with this psuedo party of sorts."

The man said as he turned his head back towards the front of the wagon at the path to gauge at how long it should take to reach the town they were travelling towards as well as considering any possible options and choices to make in the long run fod the long running operation of this wagon and anything in general. 

"Baptiste and Puritan may need some food, you think you could feed them when we are in town?"
Karen
"Believe me, good sir. My presence with you will be much more enjoyable."

She let out, a small smile adourning her features before it quickly dissipated. The scenery around them had dramatically changed, long gone were the tall proud trees that lined the path, instead replaced by knee-high grass ranging from green to yellow of the vast plains. Ahead of them lies a bridge, moss climbing the bricked stone as the rushing waters of a river flowed beneath it. 

"I will deal with the horses. Are we low on provisions again?"
Jamie
"No, if we were low on provisions I'd be considered a horrendous logistician and my mentor would be quite unhappy to say the least." 

The only thing about the terrain that registered within Adrian's cognitive processes was the fact that combat techniques and some strategies had to change within his head to adapt to the situation if need be to react to a unexpected situatuon if it were to arise or occur suddenly, he was still quite tense as an individual not allowing himself much room to be relaxed or calm.

"Your presence and how much one enjoys it, is quite a suggestive sentence though, don't you think cleric?"
Karen
"Perhaps joining you is the right decision after all."

She took off the soft garment atop her head, setting it down on her lap as she breathed in the smell of fresh dew of yesterday's rain. Her head turned away from the knight to watch the working locals from a distance. Having been in a wagon days on end, the silver-haired maiden longed for the safe confines of a village, along with pleasant food not showered in preservatives.

She took hold a lock of natural silver with her pale hands, gently combing the ends with her fingers before working up. Her pointed ears flicked when the muffled voice of the knight came, and with his comment did she turn her head slightly to his direction, arched brows directed towards the impassive male.

"Traveling with a member of the faith is comforting, is it not? With the many dangers of traversing through these lands, one needs the light while in darkness to continue."

Letting out a puff of air, she stared at the path ahead, seeing the first wooden structures of the village within her sight.

"I suppose a woman in the party is exciting for some. As you are a follower of the High, you won't be messing with someone of the clergy such as I?"
Jamie
The man, seemed to actually pay attention to what the cleric's movements were, taking off her headwear, looking at the locals working away at their hardworking duties and jobs trying to earn a meager living in their lives which stay same for most of several generations. 

He couldn't help himself from trying to picture all the angles of each situation as new information was gathered with each speech or how he was registering the new information to match with that of the old. 

"There is a litany from a group of religious extremists that I tend to follow in the footsteps of, *In life, there is war. In death, there is peace. In life, there is shame. In death, there is atonement.*"

The man was silent and gave a pause for a second allowing one to adapt and give time to people to understand the information given but it was not long before he continued to speak once again to say something and this was more aimed towards the remark that he would do something malicious to the cleric.

"I'm not quite sure, Miss Cleric. I do know that you'd probably be sold at 300 gold coins on the slave market though Who knows, you may get a boost higher for being a cleric."
Karen
She listened in to his invocations, eyes closed to sink in the prayer. Much truth echoes from such words, yet death for one's atonement? One can bask in the spirit's light once more if they can give the patience to do so. 

The cleric shook her head, sitting in silence. She continued on combing her silver hair down with her pale digits, her legs tucked neatly together while her navy blue cap sat on her covered lap. The veil of silence is soon broken by the paladin's ill-natured comment, of which the cleric gently shoved the filthy man with a hand light-heartedly. 

"Do such thing and you'll be cursed for eternity."

Her face feigned annoyance, now facing the opposite direction of her companion.